My One Night Stand// l.h

Luke

To say I was dumbfounded would be an understatement. I was completely blown away. She agreed. She actually agreed to go out with me. This was what I wanted, I just didn't expect a yes. I expected an argument. I expected a fight. Not a yes. Slowly I smile and exhale rather loudly running my hands through my blond hair. "Fuck yes." I might have said that a bit too loudly because an elderly couples by the window look at me a bit sternly. Clearing my throat but unable to stop myself from smiling I walk out of the coffee shop feeling like I'm on top of the world.

"So how did it go? You get your phone back? Did your plan work?" Michael asked rapid fire as I closed the door to his apartment.

"Jesus Michael, take a deep breath." I replied pushing past him and heading for the small kitchen. Michael follows me, which isn't surprising.

"Well come on I want to know. You can't just leave me hanging here Luke." Michael says leaning against the counter as I pull out the fixings for a sandwich. I was starving. Who knew tricking a girl into going out with me would be such hungry work. "You're smiling." Michael pointed out.

"Am I?" I questioned feeling myself unable to stop the expression from growing.

"You are. Now what happened? Come on Luke I'm dying over here."

"Alright, alright. Give me some space Michael." I said with a wide smile. "Well uh.. It's simple. She agreed to go out with me if I gave her back her phone." Michael grinned mischievously and clipped my shoulder.

"You conniving little bastard! Well good for you. Was she impressed? Did she give in willingly? That says something about her if she did. Where are you going?" I finish making my sandwich as he launches out a string of questions.

"Enough with the questions." I say, taking a bite out of my food.

"Well I would stop asking if you went into more detail One Night Stand Boy." I chocked a little on my food and Michael gave me a questioning look. "What? Was it something I said?"

"She called me One Night Stand Boy." I said blushing a little.

"Oh my god you're blushing. You like it when she calls you that don't you? You cheeky bastard. Okay, come on. More detail or I'll keep badgering you with questions." He said as I continued to eat.

"Well," I said pausing to swallow. "She gave in sort of willingly. I don't think she wanted to go out with me at first but she had to get back to work and she needed her phone so she said yes. And don't you dare call her loose or a slut or anything like that."

"Why you gonna hit me Pen Boy?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"She's.. She was funny Michael and really sweet. I like her."

"Not to mention she's hot." I glared at him. "What I'm just saying! I haven't even seen her." Michael's says rolling his eyes. And he's right. He hasn't seen here and I'm not going to ever let him see her. If he does, he might unintentionally steal her from me. That's what happened with Jenny. The moment she met Michael I knew she wanted him. That breakup was kind of messy.

"But I don't know what to do Michael. I don't know where to take her. I don't have enough money for this kind of shit. I don't know where she would like to go or where she would like to eat." Suddenly I'm panicking. I clearly did not think this through.

"Jeeze calm down Luke. Just give her a call or send her a text. It's not that hard." Michael informs me, walking back toward the television set and flopping down onto the couch. Yeah, he's right. I'll just call her.

I clean up the mess I've made and head for my room to make the call. But one voicemail box later and I hang up. I don't want to leave a message. I want to actually talk to her. It occurs to me that she has a job and I since I have no idea what that is I send her a quick text.