Oh shit!

solo dolo.

here's another update! Not edited btw!

enjoy!

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Pete sat in his car, looking at your address with anxiousness filling him up. he hasn't left his drive way and felt like his body wouldn't budge. Why was his body acting this way?

It's not the first time he's gone out with a girl, he's gone out with quite a few beautiful ladies.

So what makes this one different? Is it the fear of being caught by the paps? Maybe, he wasn't quite sure what it was.

He took a long and deep breath and closed his eyes gently. He grabbed his phone and sent you a text, letting you know that he was making his way to your humble abode. He quickly shut it off, and put the keys into the ignition and pulled out of the drive way.

He made sure he had some of his favorite songs playing in the background, hoping it would ease his nerves. Kid Cudi's music always eased him and he felt himself relax in the car seat.

You on the other hand, were pacing back and forth around your apartment. Your nerves were getting all jumbled up at the thought of fucking up and making things weird.

It was also not your first time going on a date, but you haven't been on one for quite sometime. You walked to your bathroom and looked at the mirror.

Everything looked good, at least you thought it did for the most part. No fly aways, your make up looked good and not cakey.

Your clothes weren't wrinkled. Your grabbed onto the sink and closed your eyes and hoped it would be a good night out.

You left to go to your kitchen and drink a glass of water. You took a seat and scrolled on your phone to kill time and hopefully distract you from all the anxiousness clouding your mind.

Time quickly passed and your phone dinged,

'I'm here :-) I'm in a black Range Rover' (LOL idk what car he drives haha let's pretend)

You internally screamed thinking that was really happening. You felt joy and excitement bubble up in you for the first time in a while. You grabbed your things and tossed them into your purse.

You locked your apartment door and made your way to the entrance of the apartment complex. And there was Pete in front the passenger side door with a goofy smile on his face.

You smiled bashfully and made your way over to him.

"Looking good petey." You complimented.

He laughed lightly and looked down at the ground embarrassed by the beauty that stood before him.

"you look a lot better than me if i'm being honest." He said with a flirty tone. You blushed lightly and mentally thanked that it was starting to get dark out, so he couldn't see your red face.

He opened the door for you and helped you inside his car. He jogged around the car and hopped into the drivers seat and turned the car on.

"Sorry if it uh smells like weed or something. I have crohns so it makes me feel a little better." He commented.

You shook your head and smiled at him, "no it's alright, don't worry about it." He gave you a quick small smile in return and turned the car on.

He exited the area where you apartment complex resided and began to drive towards the city. He drummed his fingers lightly on the steering wheel; thinking on how to start a conversation.