rockstar | c. baker

six - to do or not to do

amanda
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"so, a dark restaurant?"

"to keep the low profile."

"hm, mr. rockstar."

colson decided that a dinner at a darkly lit restaurant was the way to go to remain undetected.

"i'm just trying to keep the paps from noticing us."
he tells me.

"i don't mind the darkness, it's calming."

"good because this is how dinner dates will mostly always be."

we're seated in a booth towards the back of the restaurant.

it's quiet but not too quiet.

the room is lit up with candles and a few hanging lights.

"so, steak? or are you vegan?"
he looks up at me from staring the menu.

"i'm most certainly not vegan. steak happens to be one of my faves here."

"oh so you've been here?"

"maybe."

"with another big time celeb?"
he says almost hurt.

"with my father and step-mother. he brought us here on my birthday a few years ago."

smiling now, he places his hand on mine.

they are rested on the table and i interlock our fingers.

"come sit by me."
he nods his head to his left.

i shift around the circular table and slide next to him.

"that's more like it."
he slings his arm around me, kissing my forehead.

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"thank you for dinner."

"of course. gotta make sure my girl eats."

our hands are locked together as we approach his car.

he opens my door like a gentleman, and i get in.

as he walks around to the driver side, i lean over unlocking his door for him.

i see him smirk through the mirror and smile.

an old italian tradition that my father never talks down.

a proper woman should always unlock the door for her husband, or boyfriend.

if you don't it's seen as selfish since men are always opening doors for women.

at least the men who are raised right.

he opens his door, getting in and immediately turns to face me.

"yes?"
i chuckle while smiling.

"you are the perfect girl."

"no i'm not."

"you fucking are. you're the perfect girl."

"i just unlocked your door."

"yeah, what girl would lean over to unlock the door, knowing the guy can do it from the outside?"

"it's an italian thing."

"it's an amanda thing."
he kisses me.

the fact that something that simple made him happy, makes me happy.

we begin driving to my apartment which i share with my best friend stassie.

she isn't home right now, her and kylie are on some trip.

"so, you leave for tour tomorrow?"
i ask him, curious.

"tomorrow night. yeah."

"and when do you get back?"

"well today is the 6th, so probably by the 18th."

"so in time for thanksgiving?"

"yeah, in time for thanksgiving mamas."
he places his hand on my thigh.

"well at least you'll be home for that."

"then i'm here for good until may."

"good."

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we arrive at my apartment and of course, just as we park it starts to rain.

"shit, let's get inside."
i grab his hand and rush into the house.

"since when does it pour like that in la?"
he laughs as we walk into my place.

"i don't know, but can you take your shoes off please?"
i tell him as i take mine off and place them on a rack by the door.

"for sure."
he removes his shoes and places them on the rack next to mine.

i set my purse down on the hutch next to the shoe rack and hang my coat on the hook on the wall above it.

"you are so organized, it's cute."
he chuckles as he hangs his coat on the hook next to mine.

"i just like my house to be clean."
i smile and walk into the living room.

he follows me and we sit down on the couch.

"wanna watch a movie?"
i ask as i grab the remote.

"yeah, turn on netflix."

"here, find something to watch. i'm gonna change into something comfy."
handing him the remote, i stand up.

"okay, don't be long now."
he smirks slapping my ass as i walk away.

what a dork.

i walk down the hall and enter my room, then go into my closet.

opening up a drawer, i pull out some victoria secret pajama shorts along with the matching tank top.

once i change i go into the bathroom and remove my makeup, then wash my face.

after that i return to the living room where colson is sitting.

"damn girl you were gone for like five years."
he teases me as i take my previous seat on the sofa.

"no i wasn't."
chuckling, i push him playfully.

"woahhh, you look.."

"ugly."
i hide my face with my hands.

i wouldn't usually take off my makeup in front of a guy unless i knew he wouldn't judge me.

which is almost never.

but i feel confident around colson for some reason.

he pulls my hands down and shakes his head,
"you look beautiful."

a blush forms on my cheeks and i hide my face again.

"hey, come here."
he pulls me close to him.

we're cuddling now as he selects a movie to watch.

"grab that blanket, and let's watch step brothers."

i pull the blanket off of the side of the couch and spread it across us.

then he plays the movie.

"i'm so gonna miss this when you're gone."
i trace little circles on his hand.

"then come with me."

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a.n. - my hearttttt 🥺😍