So I get ready, put on my fancy shirt and my skinny jeans and head out. I let him know that I’m on my way and I like to be punctuall so I get there around 5:55. I call him and he doesn’t answer I text him and he doesn’t respond. I wanted to punch my fist right through my window. At 6:05 he says he’s looking for his wallet and that he’ll be out soon. I thought to myself, you better look amazing when you come out. He comes out and looks ok. He tells me to get in his car because like I said he doesn’t like me driving him around. He knows I drive 45 minutes to and from school like every day so he comes off as very considerate in that respect. I say get in, I’m taking you out! He gets in and he asks are you mad? I said yeah! You took forever getting out here.
I end it there because this supposed to be fun and a chance to get to know each other better. We start talking and he is so giddy! He’s giggling and putting his beanie over his face. Kinda cute! I’m like what’s wrong with you! He says he’s never been taken out on a date before, in such a formal way I guess. I ask him, you’ve had two boyfriends and you have never been out on a date? That’s sad! I was trying to make a point! I wanted him to know that I’m a catch and just what he’d be missing out on. We talk some more and give him the option of sushi or Italian. He picks sushi and off we go. There’s this great sushi place in the gayborhood that I always pass when I’m in the area so I take him there. We walk into the restaurant and he sees the candy dish. He grabs a piece of candy and I say it’s going to ruin your dinner you shouldn’t eat that. Very parental I know, but I was just being silly. He looks at me and starts to unwrap. I let him know I mean business when I take out his hand and put it in my pocket…hehe The funny part is he doesn’t grab another one and looks at me with big puppy dog eyes. Cute!
We sit down and look over the menu. He’s so indecisive but it makes me even more intrigued by him. We order and wait for our food. While we’re waiting, we talk and just really dig into each other. We’re crackin’ jokes on what each other wore on our first date and squeezing each other’s legs. It’s very playful and I can’t help but like him. DAMN! The food comes and it’s not good at all! Seriously I’ve had better sushi at the supermarket. We decide we’ll eat dessert somewhere else. The waitress brings our check and he won’t let me pay. He keeps giving me money and I’m like calm down. We pay and then we leave. We walk to my car and I open the door for him. He’s like what are you doing? I said I’m opening the door for you woman now get in! He laughs and gets in. So, nowadays most people have some form of keyless remote entry but me, I’m a poor college student so I have to open my door the old fashion way with a key. I actually wanted to see if he would reach over and open the door for me like in the movie, “A Bronx Tale”. Two words, Robert De Niro or is that three? Anyway he doesn’t do it. Awwwwwwwwwww! In the movie that’s how the guy tells if his girl is a keeper or not. I’m all about honesty and directness so I tell him and he’s like ok whatever about it. That’s cool. He might not be the one but at least he knows now. We get to the cute little pastry place and we wait in line. While we’re waiting we start bickering a little. He grabs me and I grab him but all in good fun. There were a few guys looking at us like what is wrong with those two. We order and he doesn’t let me pay. We decide to share a cupcake and pick a nice little corner for the two of us. He hates the cupcake and is so made he spent money on it. I tell him that I’ll give him the three dollars he paid if it we’ll make him feel better. He says no he’s just upset because he thinks its false advertising to put such generic cupcakes in a place where there is supposed to be like fresh delicious pastries served. I smile at him and mention how cute his forearms are! Hahaha… I’m strange but they are! I start rubbing them and he’s pulling his arm back finally he gives in and I’m just rubbing his arm. He gets over the cupcake and is playing with the icing and telling me to lick off his finger and I do. We leave and I want to smack his ass so I do.
He screams in pain and I’m like I didn’t hit you that hard. He’s like someone dropped me on my tailbone and it was fine until you smacked it. Ooops!!! I rub his ass and tell him I’ll make it feel better. We decide we want a movie and we drive all over looking for this red box thing. It’s cool though, because we are holding hands and kissing at stop lights. We end up getting “Dance Flick”. I can’t honestly tell you how it was because we were making out and doing other things the whole time. We finish and cuddle for awhile. I get up and head home. The next day he says how he forgot to thank me for a great time last night. Crystal asked me if I had even thought about him saying thank you before that and I said no, it wasn’t for him it was for me. I like this guy and actually want to go all the way with him. My friends say no wait, but haven’t I been waiting? I’m not sure if he’s the “one” but who is the “one”? I’m starting to wonder. What do you guys think? Tell me about it!
HELLO 2015
11 years ago