Table 5•l.h

chapter 4//The picture perfect kinda cliche date

(So the day I started writing this ch. was wednesday. I wasn't going to update until I got 60 reads and I was like I'm at 48 I'll have time but nooo you guys need to be all awesome and shit and bring it to 60 views like 4 hours later on wednesday. Ily you guys <3.)

My date with Luke was today and I was nervous as hell.

He hasn't even told me where we're going.

Yes he's doing that really cliché date where he surprises me.

I put on tights and a shirt that said "Normal is Boring." with a black beanie and combat boots.

"I can't believe you and Luke are going on a date!" Jackie squeals.

Usually I would roll my eyes but not this time.

"I know." I squeal as we connect our hands and jump up and down.

We're such girls.

"So how are you and Ashton doing?"

She blushes just at the mention of his name.

Her and Ashton have been seeing eachother so often lately. I almost always come home to her and him cuddling or making out.

"Really good."

I smile. I was happy for her.

I hope I end up dating Luke. Though he seemed like an asshole he wasn't half bad.

Who am I kidding? He's perfection.

His lip ring and his hair and...I'm going to stop now.

"Jashton? I TOTALLY SHIP IT."

She giggles.

"I ship it too!!"

"And Lree or Bruke?" She adds

I burst into laughter.

"Ya Luke and I's names don't mix well." I say in between laughs.

(LIKE LARZAYLEA SRRY I HAD TO)

"You're right but I still ship you two."

I smile.

My textone goes off.

I check my messages.

FROM: Bub <3: I'm here <3.

FROM: Me: Okay I'm on my way.

I give a goodbye hug to Jackie before closing our front door of our apartement.

I skip two steps as I go down.

I walk outside and see Luke standing outside an Uber.

I go over to him and hug him.

He smells like cinnamon.

"I like your cologne." I say.

He chuckles.

"Thanks."

Luke was wearing the regular bad boy attire: White shirt, Black pants and A leather jacket to complete the look.

"So where are we going?" I ask, anxious to find out what I was going to be doing with him.

"It's a surprise."

"Can you just fucking tell me?"

He laughs at my annoyance.

I roll my eyes.

"Then it wouldn't be a surprise."

"This is way to cliché for me."