I sigh, looking into my closet, which reveals mostly t-shirts and old jeans. Nothing suitable to wear. Of course. Well it's not my fault I look like a trashcan. I pull on a random shirt and the nicest jeans and give up. Yep a trashcan definitely would look better than I do right now. Well it'll have to do.
The sun begins to set as I enter the park and I see him right where he told me to meet him. At least he's punctual. I think to myself as I approach.
"Hi," I greet him.
"Hi, you look nice," he says. I look down at my shirt, which I notice is my old, faded 5 Seconds of Summer shirt that has at least 3 holes in it. I blush, embarrased at my attire, considering he's much more dressed up than I am.
"Ready to go?" he asks after a few moments of silence.
"Yeah, let's go." I say, allowing him to lead me to his car. It's a Porsche. Great. He's super rich and I don't even have enough money for gas.
He smiles a little, and opens the car door, allowing me to enter. What a gentleman. I return the smile as he gets in the car on his side. We arrive at an oldies drive-in and I am surprised. I was expecting him to take me to a fancy restaurant or something. But this is much better. Those fancy restaurants make me more on-edge than normal, just by walking by one.
"So, what are we going to watch?" I ask. I am a sucker for old movies.
"Shh! It's a secret!" he answers, followed by a smile that reveals his dimples, causing me to melt just a little.
After a few minutes, an Alfred Hitchcock film plays. I am enthralled and the movie is over far too soon in my opinion.
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Force of Habit
RomanceOlivia is running from her past and into her future. Will her life get any better? Find out here! Completed
