"Dude, you're going to be wearing that for your movie date. Lame!" Dave said as he looked at my outfit. I just groaned in anoyance as I looked at him.

"See, I was right. You wouldn't agree with it." I proclaimed as I sat on me bed and looked at Dave. Damn he was actually kind of cute when he stood like that. Wait. What the hell was that brain? I asked myself as I shook my head slightly. Dave was now busy going through my closet trying to find something for me to wear or some shit like that. Whatever.

"Dude, don't you have anything that even resembles 'style' in here?" I hear Dave bicker as he went through the clothes.

"See, told you that you wouldn't find anything in there." I said as I rolled my eyes then checked the time. Almost 4:50. A little over an hour before I'm suppose to meet Rose.

"Do you at least have just a plain shirt? There is no way I'm gonna let my best bro go on a date in these shitty clothes and allow himself to make a fool of himself." Dave said as he returned from my closet with his arms crossed.

"What was in there is what I have. Besides, I should really get ready. I was going to take a shower and all and I need to meet Rose in an hour." I heard Dave groan. Or was that a growl? I don't know it was to quiet.

"Fine. But don't think I'm leaving. I'm atleast doing your hair."

"You're not going to touch my hair Dave." I said, although I could already tell that no matter what I did or said, he was going to do it anyways.

"Whatever you say Egderp. Just go take a shower or whatever and get ready. I'm gonna see what I can do about your wardrobe." I just rolled my eyes then headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I don't know what Dave was going to 'figure out' but I swear if it was another dress, I was going to kick his ass out of my house and never speak to him again. I laughed at myself as I shook my head. Yeah right. I go one day then say hi to him again. God why did he have to mean so much to me?

Dave POV

I stood there in John's room, trying to figure something out for him to wear. Like I said, there wass no way he was going to go on a movie date wearing one of his cute lame shirts. That's right, I said cute. That's cause they are. But they weren't exceptable for a movie date and John had nothing but shit in his wardrobe. Time to think. I could run to the store and get him a decent outfit. He took a long enough shower. It would take me twenty, twenty-five minutes at most, to go to the store, find an outfit, and get here.

I sat there thinking over the options then nodded. Yep. To the store it is. I walkedby the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Yo John, take your time in the shower. Make sure you get yourself nice and clean!" I yelled then ran down the stairs and was out the door. Gotta make sure my John was looking his best. Wait. He wasn't my John, he was dating Rose. He was her's. But god damn it I wish he was mine so bad.

John's POV

I heard Dave yell to take my time in the shower and I couldn't but think what he was planning. I sighed and just shrugged it off as I got into the shower, enjoying the way the hot water just rolled over my shoulders. I sighed happily and just stood in the water for a little while, steam rolling off of me as the water pounded against my back. I smiled then started to wash myself off. Whatever Dave had planned I hope it was not going to be something ridiculous.