Chapter nine❤️️

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Jacob Elordi as Dylan Parker^


I woke up thinking about Dylan, I can't wait to see him again. He's so hot.

I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. It was already 9 am and our date was at 10 am so I decided to start getting ready, I'm pretty excited to see him. 

I went to my closet and tried to find a good outfit. After like thirty minutes of looking, I finally decided on a plain white dress paired with a leather coat. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror, I look pretty good. I grabbed all my stuff and headed to the Angels Cafe. 

When I got there, I walked inside and looked around to find Dylan

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When I got there, I walked inside and looked around to find Dylan. I saw him seated at a table near the back, he was looking at the menu. He looked up and saw me, he walked to me and held his hand out. Awe, what a sweet gesture.

"Wow, you look gorgeous." He complimented.

"Thank you. You look amazing too." I replied back. He looked so damn handsome. He was wearing a black shirt with a leather coat over it and jeans. It's very simple but damn he looked amazing in it.

He held his hand out and led me to the table. We both sat down and started looking at the menu. We both chose what we wanted and waited for a waitress to take our orders. We waited for a while until a waitress finally came.

The waitress was slutty. She looked like an annoying bitch. She came and immediately made eye contact with Dylan. Dylan on the other hand did not make eye contact back. She started playing with her hair and flirting with Dylan. I glared at her, she looked at me and scowled. Yeah, she SCOWLED. Ugh bitch. 

"What would you siblings like to order today?" She said.

Siblings?! Who are the siblings? Oh, she must think that we're siblings, she's not only a bitch, but also a dumbass.

"I would like to order the Spanish omelet and a cappuccino. How about you babe?" I asked, emphasizing on the babe. 

When I said babe, she looked very surprised but continued flirting with Dylan. 

"So what would you like cutie?" She remarked, still playing with her hair. 

"I'll have the soup of the day and an Americano." He cringed, clearly disgusted, and uninterested in her flirting.

She wrote down our orders and walked away. I rolled my eyes. Soon she came back with a napkin, with things written down on it. She gives it to Dylan and I read it. On the note it was her number, I rolled my eyes. 

I took the note and threw it away. I walked back and roughly sat back on my chair. 

"Jealous much?" He chuckled.

"I'm not jealous, I just don't like seeing people flirt with you." I lied. Truth is, I am jealous and annoyed. I'm actually starting to like Dylan. 

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