THE DATE
It's THE Day, and I've already ruined my makeup twice in all the nervousness. How the hell am I gonna reach there on time? The movie will start at six in the evening. I am expected to be there within five and my first 'Date' jitters aren't helping at all.
Do you want to know how I convinced my Dad about all this? Well, it turned out that he was more straightforward than me. That night after he came back from grocery shopping, Austen was still there in our house. My Dad, as soon as he saw him with me started giving me absurd looks which someone else would've considered as a gesture of encouragement, but was a ton of embarrassment for me. Does he not know that his daughter is a total newbie in these things? Ughhhh... Sometimes I hate him... but most of the time I just love him so much!*giggles*
Back to reality and I'm still not ready!!! I couldn't even decide what to wear.. like a dress? A skirt? Trousers? This 'looking good for your date' stuff is a lot harder that I had initially thought. The weather was a little chilly, so I decided to go with a cute floral white sweater top paired with a pink short skirt and knee-high white boots. I put on the outfit and check in mirror... It looks cute! I take my purse and satisfied with the 'third' make-up look, I practically run out of the house!
At the movie complex...
I'm more than fifteen minutes late, and Austen Parker is nowhere in sight. Has he already taken his seat? No, wait! There he is! I almost trip while trying to practically skip over towards him in front of the ice-cream counter.
"Oh Jane! You're here!" He notices my humiliating misstep and chuckles. My cheeks flush in embarrassment. 'Why does this always only happen to me? Why?' I slowly walk up to him, cautious not to trip again. "I'm sorry for being late." I lower my eyelids to show how sincere my apology is. His expression instantly changes to that of a serious one. He lifts one hand on his chin in a thoughtful way and says, "Well, since Uncle Dave handed you over to me, we'll see about what punishment you will receive. But that's for the night-time!" He winks. I press my palms together and I'm pretty sure my face is as red as a tomato with that hint and the wink. Now I'm literally cursing my Dad for saying such a thing to him. He told him that I was now completely his to look after... Can you imagine? What kind of Dad does that to their daughter. I'm sooo pissed on him right now!
"I bought your favourite flavour! Here!" He smiles, quirking an eyebrow, and hands me a butterscotch ice-cream. My heart flutters and my whole body warms up at the thought that he still remembers my favourite ice-cream flavour.
After finishing the ice-cream, he buys a bucket of caramel popcorn and comes back. We enter the movie hall holding hands (mine sweaty with anticipation). As he takes me through the top row seats, my eyes widen realising that he has booked the corner seats. My mind is in a mess thinking about all the things that happen in a movie hall. My hands are shaking, but I can't let him notice how nervous I am. The movie starts... It's a thriller movie as I insisted to watch because I can't watch a rom-com with him beside me. I'm already swallowing my saliva every minute and watching a rom-com would've meant me having a heart attack with how my stomach is clenching and how I'm sweating all over.
It's halfway through the film, and just when I was getting comfortable the director's decided to put some sexual tension between the leads. The anticipation builds up and I gulp hard. And then the main leads START KISSING!!! I quickly take a risky glance at him and become dumbfounded when I see him staring at me. His hazel eyes seem to have turned a shade darker. I squirm my thighs together at the heat and intensity of his gaze. My body starts to ache down there and blood rushes upto to my cheeks making them burn. He slowly slides his hand on my arm leaving goosebumps all the way. He reaches upto my neck and cups my face with his palm. I don't know which temperature is higher, his palm's or my face's? My mind goes completely blank as I close my eyes and lean into his touch. The moment I open them, my eyes are misty with all the sensations and heat I'm feeling. I look at him through my eyelashes and realise that he's shifted a lot closer, his face inches from mine. Without thinking anything else, I start to lean in too... *Boom* A loud noise forces us out of our reverie and we pull apart. "Umm.. umm.. the weather's so nice today.. ha.. ha ha" I smile awkwardly. "Yeah! Ha ha.. That sound must've been from the movie..." He continues.