The Journal
Chapter 30.
July 3, 4:56pm, 2003
Oli was picking me up for our first "official" date at 6. I was really nervous but excited. I haven't been on a proper date before. Yeah, a few movies and pizza, but never going to a restaurant. Well, that's where Oli said we were going.
"Good evening," Oli bowed, handing me a rose when I opened the front door.
"You're so cheesy," I laughed, kissing his cheek. "Thank you,"
"You're welcome. You look beautiful by the way," I glanced down at my tight navy blue dress that ended just below mid thigh.
"Thank you. It's not to much, is it?"
"Of course not. You look perfect," I blushed slightly and looked at his attire; black skinny jeans and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
"You look handsome," I grinned.
"Why thank you," Oli laughed. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah," He took my hand and lead me to Ian's car, sitting in the back with me.
"Hello Young Lady. I am Ian, and I will be your driver tonight,"
"Dad, no," Oli groaned, his cheeks red from embarrassment.
"Hello Ian. Thank you for accompanying us tonight," I played along.
"You're very welcome. Where to Young Man?" I laughed at Oli's face. Man, I love Ian.
"Dad. Please don't. You already know where we are going,"
"Am I embarrassing you? Oh I'm awfully sorry Sir!"
"Dad! Stop!"
"This is why your dad is my favourite," I nudged Oli. Ian grinned at us in the rear view mirror.
After a 15 minute drive of Ian non-stop teasing Oli, we arrived in a place that seemed go be in the middle of nowhere.
Ian opened the door for us and held it in place with a posh look on his face.
"There you are. I hope you have a wonderful time and I will be back at 11:00pm sharp. You look lovely by the way, my dear,"
"Why thank you kind sir." I said in my best English accent. Which failed. Desperately.
I'm to American for this shit.
"The beach?" I asked in confusion.
"Yeah, the beach. It's a different beach though. C'mon," Oli intertwined our fingers together before leading me down the beach. It was a very pretty night, with lots of stars and the moon seemed to take up half the sky.
"I don't think I've ever been to this beach before," I admitted, looking around in interest. I wouldn't of forgotten such a beautiful beach.
"It's not very known. But that's the way I like it. I personally think the less known things, the more beautiful they are,"
"You're right," I nodded. He was one of the less known guys around, but he was the most beautiful.
"You see there?" Oli pointed ahead. I squinted my eyes and looked further down the beach, where there were a set of lights and what looked to be a gazebo.
"Yeah, I see it,"
"That's where we are having dinner," We continued walking in comfortable silence, but I was excited, I've never eaten dinner on a beautiful beach before. And even if I did, I definitely didn't have a perfect boy right beside me.
We finally reached the gazebo and I smiled.
The whole roof was lit up in fairy lights while in the middle of the gazebo was a table with vanilla scented candles. And I laughed when I seen who was sitting on the edge not far off.
Tony and Jaime in tuxedos strumming softly at their guitars.
"Good evening Sir, Madam. Please, sit down," Jaime walked up to us, guiding us to the table. He pushed our chairs in while we all tried not to laugh at how serious we were all attempting to be.
"Here are your meals," Jaime placed 2 plates of carbonara pasta in front of us. "Enjoy your meals," he grinned before walking back to Tony, picking up his guitar and staring to sing a familiar tune while Tony helped with the chords.
"Just a small town girl,
living in a lonely world.
Took the midnight train going anywhere.
Just a city boy,
Born and raised in Self Detroit .
Took the midnight train going anywhere."
Oli and I ate and talked while Jaime and Tony looked to be having the time of their life performing songs. After each one we'd clap and whistle, causing Tony to smile and Jaime to dance around like an idiot before starting another. Once we findings our meals, we sent over to our two best friends.
"You guys are the best," I laughed, hugging them both tightly. "And you Sir, have a beautiful voice," I pointed at Jaime.
"Thank you!" he smiled happily, dimples prominent.
"Thank you so much boys. I couldn't have down it without you," Oli smiled.
"It was no worries. You two have fun for the rest of the night. But not to much fun, it's still a public place," Tony winked, putting his guitar back in the case. He looked over at Jaime who was spinning around in circles. "C'mon Hime-Time. Time to go,"
"Bye friends! We love you!"
"We love you too!" Oli and I waved them off.
"You know, this was actually perfect," I sighed in content, looking up at Oli from my position in his lap.
We we were currently lying on a blanket in the sand, with my head in his lap just talking.
"I wanted it to be perfect. It's our first date," he shrugged.
"You know I would be totally fine with getting pizza. You didn't have to go through this much trouble," I teased.
"I know," he smiled down at me. "But you deserve the best. I wanted this night to be special. Maybe pizza can be our next date," he winked.
"Oh, so there's a next one?" I asked with a smirk.
"There's going to be as many as I can arrange before you get bored with me,"
"I'm not going to get bored with you," I scoffed. "That's impossible,"
"No it isn't. It will only be a matter of time before you get sick of me. I'm not a fun guy,"
I cupped his cheek with my hand and made him look at me.
"I will never get sick of you Oli. I've known you, what, over half a year now? You're a fun guy, you're a sweet guy, and you're my guy and I won tolerate you putting yourself down like that,"
"Call me yours again. I like the sound of that," Oli shyly smiled.
"You're mine." I whispered with a grin, leaning up an pressing a kiss to his lips, feeling him smile.
Oli was picking me up for our first "official" date at 6. I was really nervous but excited. I haven't been on a proper date before. Yeah, a few movies and pizza, but never going to a restaurant. Well, that's where Oli said we were going.
"Good evening," Oli bowed, handing me a rose when I opened the front door.
"You're so cheesy," I laughed, kissing his cheek. "Thank you,"
"You're welcome. You look beautiful by the way," I glanced down at my tight navy blue dress that ended just below mid thigh.
"Thank you. It's not to much, is it?"
"Of course not. You look perfect," I blushed slightly and looked at his attire; black skinny jeans and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
"You look handsome," I grinned.
"Why thank you," Oli laughed. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah," He took my hand and lead me to Ian's car, sitting in the back with me.
"Hello Young Lady. I am Ian, and I will be your driver tonight,"
"Dad, no," Oli groaned, his cheeks red from embarrassment.
"Hello Ian. Thank you for accompanying us tonight," I played along.
"You're very welcome. Where to Young Man?" I laughed at Oli's face. Man, I love Ian.
"Dad. Please don't. You already know where we are going,"
"Am I embarrassing you? Oh I'm awfully sorry Sir!"
"Dad! Stop!"
"This is why your dad is my favourite," I nudged Oli. Ian grinned at us in the rear view mirror.
After a 15 minute drive of Ian non-stop teasing Oli, we arrived in a place that seemed go be in the middle of nowhere.
Ian opened the door for us and held it in place with a posh look on his face.
"There you are. I hope you have a wonderful time and I will be back at 11:00pm sharp. You look lovely by the way, my dear,"
"Why thank you kind sir." I said in my best English accent. Which failed. Desperately.
I'm to American for this shit.
"The beach?" I asked in confusion.
"Yeah, the beach. It's a different beach though. C'mon," Oli intertwined our fingers together before leading me down the beach. It was a very pretty night, with lots of stars and the moon seemed to take up half the sky.
"I don't think I've ever been to this beach before," I admitted, looking around in interest. I wouldn't of forgotten such a beautiful beach.
"It's not very known. But that's the way I like it. I personally think the less known things, the more beautiful they are,"
"You're right," I nodded. He was one of the less known guys around, but he was the most beautiful.
"You see there?" Oli pointed ahead. I squinted my eyes and looked further down the beach, where there were a set of lights and what looked to be a gazebo.
"Yeah, I see it,"
"That's where we are having dinner," We continued walking in comfortable silence, but I was excited, I've never eaten dinner on a beautiful beach before. And even if I did, I definitely didn't have a perfect boy right beside me.
We finally reached the gazebo and I smiled.
The whole roof was lit up in fairy lights while in the middle of the gazebo was a table with vanilla scented candles. And I laughed when I seen who was sitting on the edge not far off.
Tony and Jaime in tuxedos strumming softly at their guitars.
"Good evening Sir, Madam. Please, sit down," Jaime walked up to us, guiding us to the table. He pushed our chairs in while we all tried not to laugh at how serious we were all attempting to be.
"Here are your meals," Jaime placed 2 plates of carbonara pasta in front of us. "Enjoy your meals," he grinned before walking back to Tony, picking up his guitar and staring to sing a familiar tune while Tony helped with the chords.
"Just a small town girl,
living in a lonely world.
Took the midnight train going anywhere.
Just a city boy,
Born and raised in Self Detroit .
Took the midnight train going anywhere."
Oli and I ate and talked while Jaime and Tony looked to be having the time of their life performing songs. After each one we'd clap and whistle, causing Tony to smile and Jaime to dance around like an idiot before starting another. Once we findings our meals, we sent over to our two best friends.
"You guys are the best," I laughed, hugging them both tightly. "And you Sir, have a beautiful voice," I pointed at Jaime.
"Thank you!" he smiled happily, dimples prominent.
"Thank you so much boys. I couldn't have down it without you," Oli smiled.
"It was no worries. You two have fun for the rest of the night. But not to much fun, it's still a public place," Tony winked, putting his guitar back in the case. He looked over at Jaime who was spinning around in circles. "C'mon Hime-Time. Time to go,"
"Bye friends! We love you!"
"We love you too!" Oli and I waved them off.
"You know, this was actually perfect," I sighed in content, looking up at Oli from my position in his lap.
We we were currently lying on a blanket in the sand, with my head in his lap just talking.
"I wanted it to be perfect. It's our first date," he shrugged.
"You know I would be totally fine with getting pizza. You didn't have to go through this much trouble," I teased.
"I know," he smiled down at me. "But you deserve the best. I wanted this night to be special. Maybe pizza can be our next date," he winked.
"Oh, so there's a next one?" I asked with a smirk.
"There's going to be as many as I can arrange before you get bored with me,"
"I'm not going to get bored with you," I scoffed. "That's impossible,"
"No it isn't. It will only be a matter of time before you get sick of me. I'm not a fun guy,"
I cupped his cheek with my hand and made him look at me.
"I will never get sick of you Oli. I've known you, what, over half a year now? You're a fun guy, you're a sweet guy, and you're my guy and I won tolerate you putting yourself down like that,"
"Call me yours again. I like the sound of that," Oli shyly smiled.
"You're mine." I whispered with a grin, leaning up an pressing a kiss to his lips, feeling him smile.
Notes
Sorry for the late update guys!
My story You're Tattooed On My Heart got deleted which freaking sucks :/ But I have a new story! Go check it out if you're into Dark Tony ;P
But it's going to be pretty graphic, so if you're not into that, then I don't suggest it.
Don't Look In His Eyes
this is really good. Im in the middle of class and about to burst out laughing
3/6/15