A date. I was going on a date with Rosemarie Hathaway. My Lolita. I had to keep telling myself this, because deep inside I was not believing it. I had spent the few hours after my lab, trying to calm myself. Trying to convince myself that this was actually happening. And to make matters worse, I did not know what to wear. It was a stupid thing really, seeing as she saw me dressed in my normal attire almost daily, but I knew I had to do better. At least tonight.
Then again, she wanted me to take her out as me. Looking in the mirror all I could do was groan. She must be messing with me. Look at me. I looked horrible. I had woken up this morning late and had no time to shower so my long ,shoulder length hair was pulled back in a greasy pony tail. My glasses sat crocked on my face, and let us not mention my way too small slacks. How did she even touch me without cringing.
My sisters had told me all I had to do was clean up. But how did someone like me clean up? I mean what did I wear, what the hell did it even make a difference. All I knew was that I had to hurry up, my date was in less than an hour and I still looked, well like me. How did women even start make overs? It is was not like I could put on some make up and some sexy get up and look better. I was a guy, these things did not just happen for us. But then again going on a date with someone like Rose never happened to me, ever.
And to make matters worse when I had called to tell Rose where I wanted to take her, she had decided we were going to do something else instead. My Lolita, my temptress, my evil vixen, had decided she wanted to take me to a club after dinner. A club? Seriously? Did she think someone like me could fit in there. I was going to stick out like a sore thumb. Not to mention I had class early the next morning. Didn't people go there to get drunk?
Yes, you guessed it I was a college sophomore and had never drank before. I know, I know lame, but then again what did you expect, I am a nerd. But that is not a bad thing, schooling came first for me. And honestly I am not ashamed of it. I liked school. I don't mind studying, doing homework, or even going to bed early. It's who I am. It is what I do. Plus, I plan on making something of myself after I get out of here.
I just had to do something that wasn't in my comfort zone. I could do this. I mean if I wanted to even go out on this date with Rose I was going to have to do things I would never do. Because lets just face it I would never be bringing her on a date if it had been up to me. I was content with just seeing her in class, and never even talking to her. She had done this to me, and now, now I really have no choice but to go. I mean I owed it to all mankind to do this.
"Hey dude." My roommate walked in, in the middle of my inner rant and I was going to walk away and not say anything like usual, but sadly I needed his help.
"What do you wear to a club?" To say Christian was surprised was an understatement, he nearly tripped and fell over at my words.
We had a good roommate relationship. I did not bother him, and in return he did not bother me. Christian was not per say your popular guy, but he was nothing like me. He spent his time skate boarding around campus and smoking far too much pot. I tried not to judge him, I mean he was passing his classes, though it was barely. I cringed at the thought of asking him for help, but he had a girlfriend, and they did go out. I knew from his conversations with our RA Mason, that he had been clubbing with Lissa, his girlfriend, on more than one occasion.
"Dude you want to know what people wear to go clubbing?" He stared at me and all I could do was nod. "Umm no offense but why?" God he pissed me off. Could people just not ask questions, I just needed him to answer, was it that hard.
"Look I have a date. And she wants to go clubbing." Christians mouth nearly fell to the ground. He must have thought I was lying, but when he saw my serious face he perked up.
"Dude man thats awesome! Sweet yo! But seriously I don't think you own anything you can go in." He looked me up and down and then went to his closet. I waited patiently and looked down at myself.
Was what I was wearing that bad? I mean I was comfortable. I always dressed like this, I mean maybe it was bad that my mother picked out my wardrobe. But what else was I suppose to wear. I did not want to look like Christian. Or Mason who thought he was gangster.
"Here dude!" Christian walked out of his closet with one of his jeans in hand. Jeans that he usually wore hanging off his ass. I rolled my eyes, there was no way I was wearing that.
"No way Christian. Your pants are always hanging off your ass." He laughed at this but continued to thrust them in my face.
"Which means they will fit you perfectly. Seeing as you are like a giant and all man." God why did the idiot have to make sense. I grabbed the jeans and headed to the showers.
"Wear it down dude." I had been pulling my hair into its normal pony tail in the back of my neck but Christian stopped me. He chucked his hacky sack at me and I glared. That thing was gross, him and his friends were always kicking it around in some pointless game.
He had also convinced me to wear my contacts. They stung in my eyes, but he had been right, broken glasses were a big no no. The jeans surprisingly fit me perfectly, but I felt weird in them. I had never worn jeans before and their fit was nothing like my slacks. He had been right so far but I was not sure about the hair. I usually wore it back. Not only that he also convinced me to wear my button down untucked. I would not give up my bow tie though. It was a comfort for me, I needed something on me that let me remember who I was.
"It's like the whole Fabio thing bro." I raised an eyebrow at him and chuckled.
"Isn't he old?"
"Don't worry about it. Leave it down. I haven't let you down yet have I?" He had a point. "Here dude, how about I give you and that chick of yours a ride?" I was actually surprised he would offer.
"Why?" I had my own car and planned on picking her up and dropping her off after the club.
"Trust me man. You're going clubbing. You'll need a ride." I was about to argue but stopped myself when I saw the time.
"Fine but you better answer your phone when I need a ride back."
I should have known that she was going to look good. I had texted her to let her know I was on my way and she had quickly replied that she would be waiting outside. Of course someone like her had her own apartment. And of course she would look amazing in her small little black dress. This woman was going to be the death of me. She was waiting outside with a few of her friends and I found myself getting extremely nervous.
"Dude no fucking way. You have a date with Rose Hathaway?" I glared at Christian he had sworn not to talk and just drive. He turned around and made believe like he was zipping his lips. He had even been nice enough to stop so I could buy her some daisies. But now I was concerned, why were her friends waiting with her, was this a gang humiliation.
I got out of the car and was surprised when Rose spotted me and smiled. She rushed over to me and engulfed me in a big hug. My body was humming under her touch, it was absolutely amazing. She grabbed my hand and dragged me to her friends.
"Dimitri this is Lissa, Mia, and Sydney. They are my roommates." God so this was why Christian knew her, he was dating her friend. She pointed to each one and they each waved, all three stared at me and I feared the worse. Were they judging? Wondering why someone like Rose would go out with someone like me?
"Its great to finally meet you Dimitri. Rose talks about you all the time. I mean like seriously its always and Dimitri this and Dimitri that. I was thinking she had made you up." This was Mia, if I remembered correctly. I had a hard time believing what she was telling me, but embarrassment was clear on Rose's face. This was just all too much for me to take in.
"Yea you're a lot better looking than I thought. I mean seriously the last guy she dated was a loser. Stepping up in the world huh Rose?" Sydney had a sly smirk on her face, and I was now completely confused. What the hell was going on?
Rose glared at her and started to pull me away. But before she could I handed her the flowers, her eyes lit up and her friends started giggling.
"I'll put those in water for you." Lissa stepped forward and grabbed them. "You two be safe. And Rose." Rose looked up looking like she wanted them to go away. "Use protection!" With that Lissa and the other two ran away, leaving a blushing Rose and a very confused me.
"Sorry about them. They can be so stupid." She took a deep breath and looked me up and down. "You look good" Her smile grew and I tried to compose myself.
"Y-you look n-n-ice, I m-mmmean pretty." Shit I was stuttering. I was not doing well on this first date at all. What the fuck was wrong with me. I was ruining this for myself.
"Awe thank you!" Rose grabbed my hand again and led me to Christian's car. This woman was just so full of surprises. She looked at him with confusion but did not comment on it when he started driving.
An hour and a half later and a full stomach later I was actually having a conversation with Rose. We had talked about our families, our likes in music, our classes, and had found that we were both the same major. Though we had nothing in common other than our majors, and after I came out of my shell, we had been talking non stop. It was weird to hear myself talk so much, I was usually a man of very little words. But there was something about her that had me asking her questions, and answering hers with no problem.
"So you ready to show me some of your moves?" This brought me back to reality, and I found myself shying away again.
"OH come on don't do that. This date is going good right?" Suddenly Rose didn't seem so sure of herself as she looked into my eyes.
Her smile dropped and she shifted in her seat. How could she view me like this. Her friends had said she talked about me a lot, one had even inferred that I looked good. Something I had a hard time believing. But then again, here I was on a date with her. And she was flirting with me shamelessly. Not only that she was trying to appease me. It seemed so wrong. Wasn't I the one who was suppose to be doing that?
"No of course. I mean this is the best date ever." She looked skeptical, so I continued. "Seriously Rose, why are you on this date with me?"
"Dimitri how could you say that. I mean." She looked around and leaned forward. "You're like really good looking. You care about school. And you're actually going to do something with your life. I have been wanting to ask you out all semester, but I was hoping you would do it. Then I thought maybe you didn't like me. So Lissa told me to go for it, so I did. And you said yes." Her eyes widened and all I could do was stare at her.
I wanted to laugh and ask her what the hell she was talking about. Because everything she said was just crazy. First off me being good looking? No way! She was right on about my view on school and my future. But why would she ever think I would ask someone like her out. Like I stated before she was out of my league, shit some times I thought we weren't even on the same planet.
"Look Rose. I have no idea what you are talking about. I am clearly super nerd. I have been made fun of more times than I can remember. I look like me and well you look like you." I pointed at her and the confusion from before only grew.
"I'm just me Dimitri." She looked down and then back up at me.
"How about we head out to this club now?" I was surprised I was the one request it, but suddenly I was feeling daring.
I threw down some money on the table grabbing her hand and tugging her with me. She giggled next to me and suddenly it was like both of our insecurities went out the window. There was no point in trying to explain what we felt or what we had thought. We now needed to focus on the fact that at least one of us had stepped up and started this. And it seriously was about time that I started acting like the man I was suppose to be.
Rose led us to the club, and I could hear the loud music before I could see it. I was trying not to look scared, but this was just too new for me. I had no idea how to dance. I never drank. I just knew there was no way I was going to fit into this place. But as Rose's grip on my hand tightened as she led us to the front of the line, my fear dwindled and I tried to be confident. After a man eating smile, and a slip of some money Rose got us in, the guy did not even ask for our ID's.
"How about a drink?" I looked at her in shock, I was starting to now think this was a bad idea. I could barely hear myself think, the loud music echoing in my brain. Swaying drunk students all over each other, and let us not forget the smell.
"I don't know if thats a good idea. I'm only 20." She smiled up at me as I said these words and shook her head. She never faltered as she walked up to the bar and caught the attenders attention. She leaned in and asked him for something I could not hear. He returned with two small glasses with clear liquid. She handed one to me. "Take it all at once."
She clanked her glass against mine and then proceeded to swallow the liquid in one sip. She finished and was startled that I had not followed suit. I looked around nervously, expecting to see people staring, but to my surprise they were staring but not in the way I expected. There was a group of girls staring at me like I was some hot piece of meat. A group of guys staring at my date then at me in envy. I looked back to Rose and grinned, bringing the glass to my lips. I took the shot and nearly spit it back out, but knew better than to get it all over my date.
"And now we dance!"
Three hours and 5 shots later I was feeling good. I was not drunk per say, but I assumed the feeling was tipsy. I had danced every song with Rose, and even grew daring enough to hold her by the hips, something that she really liked as she pressed her body against mine. I was certain what we were doing was not dancing, if anything it would be considered some kind of dry humping. Something I was sure we could be arrested for doing in public. But like I said I was feeling good, and along with that feeling, came the feeling of not caring.
"How about we head back?" My confidence had grown considerably in the last three hours. Because as those words left my mouth I knew what I was wanting. I wanted her to come back to my room with me.
"Yea, lets do that." She took hold of my hand and texted away on her phone. I took the opportunity to text Christian, who answered back that he was already waiting for us.
Getting in the back seat had been a struggle. Rose had insisted on straddling my lap, as Christian watched with wide eyes in the rear view mirror. I had tried to get her off, but Christian had given me a look that had stopped me instantly. After about a minute her lips connected with my neck, and I nearly lost my control. My hands gripped her ass tightly and I brought her face up to mine. The kissing was amazing, she could do such amazing things with her tongue. It was like she was humming in my mouth, and the vibrations felt amazing.
"Alright guys here we are!" Christian's cheery voice made Rose pull away and she was out of the car in an instant.
"What do I do?" My voice was in pure panic as I leaned forward to ask Christian.
"Take her to our room. I'm going to stay with Lissa tonight." Shrugging nonchalantly he put the car in drive expecting me to get out.
"I can't." Christian set the car in park and turned to me.
"You can do this dude. She likes you. You like her. And seriously I could cut the sexual tension with a knife. I know Rose, yea she is a pain in the ass, but she's a good girl. She dates assholes, she deserves better."
"Has she slept with a lot of guys?" Hey it was a good question. Something I should know.
"She's slept with her share, but she's not a slut man. She just has had bad taste until now. Talk to her about it if you have to. But don't pass this up. You two are like totally made for each other." And with that I got out of the car.
He was right. This was all going to work out, and yes deep down inside I wanted this, I wanted her. Rose smiled at me as I extended my hand to hers and led her to my room. She walked around looking at all my things as I sat down on the bed. Before I knew it she was straddling my lap again, the kissing picked up and I could not stop from touching her. Tonight ladies and gentleman Dimitri Belikov was becoming a man.
I know I know.. What a tease... You thought this was going to be the lemon.. Well nope. Not yet. Next chapter though I promise. I just really wanted something with him getting ready and the date... What did you think? Dimitri being a man and all? How is the sex going to be? Did you like the date? The way everyone else viewed Dimitri? What do you think of Rose? Does Dimitri really have anything to worry about? Review peeps, and soon the lemon shall come!
