how to ask a girl out: a tutorial by phil

56 6 38
                                    

It was just dinner, that's what Danny kept telling me. Just dinner, between two friends and his little sister and her girlfriend. What could go wrong?

I feel like it was almost a dare when I said it, "what could go wrong," I mean. Because right after the words left my mouth Danny let out a forced laugh and said he was going to change.

I knew for a fact that's not what it was for him, he would dress up and be smiling and all on the outside, and right when we get home I'll be hearing about how terrible this went and 'why did you even let me go?' I can practically hear it right now.

But does that mean I'm going to deny time with my amazing girlfriend? I think the fuck not. But I have absolutely no idea what to wear to something like this, not trying to sound pathetic or anything but this is my first actual date.

If you could even call it that.

"Yo yo yo what's up lil howell," Phil says after I call him and I roll my eyes with a smile.

"Fuck off, hey where're we going tonight? How should i dress?" I ask rummaging through drawers.

"Eh you know..kind of nice, kind of casual," he mutters over the phone and I groan.

"Have you never dated a girl before? I need details!"

"Okay first of all, yes I've dated a girl before...but it's been almost seven years so..give me a break. I dont want to give it away but its nice...enough. Like dont wear jeans and a tee shirt but dont wear a suit," he says and it sounds like he shuffling around.

"That's no help! What're you even doing?" I ask plopping on my bed, my phone on speaker beside me.

"You're not the only one who's freaking out Adri! I threw out all my nice shirts and traded them for ripped tee shirts because I wanted to be a badass! Being badass isnt beneficial to the dating life," he explains and I hear a loud groan, "When did dating get this hard?!"

I chuckle and hear a knock at the front door, "Dan! Get the door!" I shout and I hear the sounds of heels clicking down the hall then the door open.

"I've never been on a date so..I dont even know what to do tonight Philly," I groan and put my hands over my face.

"Dude, you're gonna fucking kill it. The girl likes you now all you've gotta do is...well. you're dating her right? Or are you guys like...still talking? What do the kids say nowadays?"

"Talking, but we're dating...sort of? Like...we kissed? We kiss? Is that what like..seals the deal? Like marriage?" I say absentmindedly.

"I guess...no I think someone has to ask. Oh God is Dan gonna make me ask him? I've done this once before and it was so fucking hard man," he groans and I join him.

"Fuck off! I have to do it and you're making it harder!"

"She wouldnt do it?"

"I dont think so...she like...she's really feminine. Oh God I'm such a misogynist I cant believe I said that," I shove a pillow over my head and close my eyes.

"Well then she may, we'll see. If she doesnt make a move to do it tonight- you do it. Lay down the law. You're the dominant here." He laughs.

"STOP!" I shout and he laughs harder.

I throw the pillow off my face and sit up to see Chels standing by my bedroom door, with a big smile and a bag beside her feet.

"Uh hey, Phil. I've gotta go...like seriously." I mutter and he laughs again.

"You go girl! Be the badass dom you know you can be! Fucking dominate that gir-" he says before I hang up blushing like crazy.

"H-hey baby, heh, when you'd get there?" I chuckle and walk towards her.

Alcoholics Anonymous | phan |Where stories live. Discover now