*lizzys pov* "Woah, is this your car!?" I asked him, amazed by the posh Porsche sitting in front of me.
He blushed nodding, "you should see jacks or corbyns, theirs is amazing," he smiled happy for his friends.
I climbed into the car, it smelt like Jonah. Minty with a hint of his cologne.
He pressed a button after belting himself in and the car growled. Calling me poor.
He plugged his phone into a charger before turning to me. "Want to play a song?" He asked me, whilst typing in his password and tapping on Spotify.
"Sure," I smiled, "have you heard of the wallows?"
"The band with Dylan Minnette in?" He asked.
I nodded, "yea, their band is so good," I laughed playing one of their songs as Jonah pulled off the curb.
It was 'scrawny' which is absolutely amazing.
I turned it down, telling him what streets to go down before I began to sing to the song.
"I've been sleeping with the light on," I sung laughing, raising my arms up to dance to it slightly.
Jonah turned to me smirking slightly, laughing whilst doing so.
"Scrawny mother fucker with the cool hairstyle," I sung laughing loads to the chorus.
Sadly, the song soon finished and I changed it over to 'best friend' by Rex Orange County.
"You have to know this song," I spoke laughing to jonah before pointing right up a street.
"I know the chorus," he chimed.
"Good, otherwise I feel like I would have to put you into counselling," I smiled.
"Oh really," he grinned.
"Mhm," I said, pointing right again for him to go into the next street.
"Your going to want to be my best friend baby," he sung. Now I know why he's in a band.
"Oh wow you can really sing," I said, making him instantly blush.
I was sad my house was only a street away.
"I mean it's not my job or anything," he sarcastically responded.
I laughed at him.
Soon we sadly pulled up to my house, Rex Orange County still playing in the background.
"I'll see you later?" I said, unbuckling my belt.
"Oh yea, wait lizzy," he said, grabbing my hand to stop me walking away.
I closed the door and sat back in, "yeah?" I asked.
"Would you want to go on a date... like with me?" He asked blushing slightly, nervously scratching the back of his head, "I know I nearly know you but, I mean i like you..." he trailed off the ending.
OH MY YES , :0
"Yeah, yes, that would be nice," I smiled, also probably blushing.
He leaned in to kiss my cheek but I turned my head slightly and kissed him ;)
I placed my hand on the side of his face as he kissed me back. This felt amazing oh my god. What if he will be like the first person I ever love!!!! I hope so, I really do. But what if he's too good to be true!?!?
I pulled back smiling at him. " I'm glad you turned your face," he laughed to me.
"Me too," I smiled.
"I'll see you tomorrow then, I'll pick you up at 7?" He questioned.
I nodded, "see you then."
I got out of the car, waving him a goodbye whilst screaming internally.
"Oh my god!!!" I yelled as I got into the house, making my dad who was sitting on the sofa jump.
"Jesus lizzy, what's the mater?" He asked, the tv remote in his lap.
"I might not die alone dad!!" I screamed before running up the stairs to Charlie's room.
"Knock knock," I spoke extra loud before opening the door.
Emma and Charlie both sat up in bed, his arm around her whilst Netflix played on the tv.
"Guess what!?" I yelled.
Charlie and Emma both jumped, Emma laughing at me.
"Lizzy we are right in front of you, what is it?" Charlie laughed.
"I feel so accomplished. I've actually been asked on a date, by a non-frat," I beamed.
"Is he a pedophile? Or a dickhead? Or a drug dealer? Or all three?" Charlie questioned.
I laughed, "no, he's actually nice!! He's friends with Ben," I replied to Charlie.
"I need a photo to see if he's dodgy," Charlie spoke. He was like an amazing brother, but sometimes annoying by how protective he is.
I jumped on the bed, Lying in between them.
"Hmm, here," I said, going on my snapchat memories.
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"Awe," Emma smiled, "wait isn't he in a band?" She asked.
"Yea," I smiled, "I only found that out yesterday," I laughed.
"He better be nice," Charlie spoke, earning an eye roll from myself and Emma.
"He's lovely," I smiled, "and guess what he doesn't even think I'm a freak, like he has the same humour!" I shouted again.
"That is rare," Charlie spoke teasingly.
"Not funny," I spoke, climbing up from the bed.
"I'm going in my room," I said before exciting then door...
