Placing the curling iron down, I looked up towards the mirror, fiddling with the ends of my hair. I was minutes away from my first date with Noah and in all honesty, I was terrified. It's not that Noah scared me or that I was going to be uncomfortable during the date, it's just that this was our second attempt and we were finally going on an actual date. The way Noah made me feel was different to how I felt about anyone else and that alone is the scariest feeling. He has the potential to ruin my life; I just hope he doesn't.
Grabbing my purse, I placed my phone inside, along with my wallet and lipgloss. The girls had helped me pick out my outfit so I knew it had been approved but I was still worried about what Noah would think. Beginning to head towards the stairs, I heard the doorbell ring so I quickly made my way over, not wanting him to wait too long.
His eyes traveled down my body and I suddenly became nervous. Noah Beck was standing in front of me, speechless, with a bouquet of flowers.
"I didn't really know what kind of flowers you liked...so I thought I'd go classic." He explained, allowing me to take the roses from him.
"They're perfect, thank you." No one had ever bought me flowers before.
"You look absolutely stunning." He said, following me into the kitchen. Grabbing a vase, I filled it up with water and placed the flowers inside. "Ready to go?" He asked, extending his hand towards me. Nodding my head, I placed my hand in his as I allowed him to guide me back through my house and out towards his car.
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The restaurant was quiet; the sound of the piano running through made it even more romantic. I had never been here before but Noah seemed to love it so I trusted his judgement.
"You alright?" He asked, as the waiter filled out glasses with water.
"I mean, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous." I explained, letting out a small laugh.
"Regs," He said, reaching over the table and taking my hand in his. "there's no need to be nervous." His eyes held their contact with mine and I couldn't help but get butterflies. Being on a date with Noah was something so out of the blue, I didn't really know how to act. I liked him and he liked me but other people...didn't like us.
The conversation was easy; never slowed down, and I really enjoyed his company. He was honestly being the most perfect gentleman I'd ever met.
"How about dessert?" He asked, with a cheeky smile, leaning over the table.
"I prefer cheesecake." I said, grabbing the menu as I avoided his lips, laughing. Watching him lean back, I opened the menu, beginning to look at all the options.
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"So how was tonight, then?" He asked, as we walked hand in hand, the water crashing against our feet.
"Dinner was amazing, I've never been somewhere so fancy before." I admitted. "Do you take all your girls there?" I joked.
"Only the really special ones."
"And how many's that?"
"Just one." Stopping in his tracks, he pulled my hand towards him and pressed his lips against mine. Releasing my hand, I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to stop my shoes from hitting his back too hard, as we deepened the kiss. "Thank you for giving me another chance." He whispered.
"Thank you for giving me another chance." I repeated. We were both stupid when it came to the whole video situation and now that everything's out in the open between us, we can finally move on and look more into getting to know one another.
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The Moment
FanfictionCan a friendship really turn into something more? Or will the fear of losing that friendship completely cause two people to avoid the moment forever?