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As soon as the school bell rang, Beck dropped me off at my house.

"You go and get changed, I'll be right here," he told me, flopping onto my couch. I mumbled a quick okay before running all the way to my room. I threw open my wardrobe door and struggled to find something nice to wear. I had to look good. Wait- why? This was just Beck, why do I feel the need to look good in front of him? Ugh, this was so confusing. I thought over what Andre had said - he seemed to think Beck like me. I scoffed at the thought. Beck... like me? Wow, Andre must be losing his mind. I picked out a nice white, mid thigh dress. I applied a bit of makeup, simple so I still looked natural. I checked myself over in the mirror before I slipped into my white flat shoes. There, I looked nice, pretty even.

Slowly, taking my time, I walked down the stairs, allowing Beck a chance to look at me properly.

"Wow, Tori you look beautiful!" Beck breathed. I gave a nervous chuckle, walking over to meet him.

"You don't look too bad yourself," I told him, "come on, let's get going or we're going to be late!"

We walked out of the door arm in arm all the way to the car where we got in and sat. All the way to the restaurant we were both singing like hooligans to every song that came on the radio. It was very fun indeed. It was nice to just sit there and be yourself for once. All too soon, the car stopped and we were at the restaurant. Beck was already at the door with it open.

"Ladies first," he said politely. I giggled and stumbled out a thank you. Once we were inside, I gasped, looking around, bewildered. This place looked so expensive! How could he afford a meal here? I'll have to ask him later. We were escorted to a table made for two. Beck pulled out my seat for me like a true gentlemen. Gosh why can't all boys be like him? They're usually only like that when they want to get in your pants. Ugh, gross.

"Wow Beck, this is such an amazing place!" I told him, beaming.

"Well, I always knew how to pick the best restaurants," he joked around, smiling as well. A waitress walked up to us whilst fixing her hair and smiling flirtatiously at Beck. Here we go again...

"Hi there, what can I get for you?" That was all she said. She didn't say for you two, in fact, she completely ignored me! Rude! Beck coughed.

"Umm, we like our drinks first please, coke for me and Tori...?" Beck replied. I took a quick glance at the menu.

"Coke for me as well please," I told the waitress, trying to be polite. Finally she looked at me, only to give me a murderous glare. Man, she was scary.

"Did you not see that?" I asked Beck, shocked.

"What?" He said. Wow.

"Okay firstly, she was totally flirting with you and ignoring me and secondly, she glared at me! If looks could kill I would of died three times!" I exploded. Beck laughed out my outburst, I shot him a glare.

"Look come on, lets just enjoy our night," he said.

"Fine," I said. Of course he was right, I was probably making a mountain out of a molehill. We laughed and in this moment, I found out more about Beck than I ever have since I arrived at Hollywood Arts. Soon enough, the waitress came over eventually with two cokes in her hands. She walked up and accidently dropped one of the cokes out of her hand, splattering all over my dress, soaking me. I stood up, completely shocked. The waitress looked up an evil grin on her face.

"Oh my God!" Beck exploded, he quickly got up and rushed over to me, grabbing tons of napkins, suddenly, he spun around, facing the waitress. "Come on, don't just stand there, make yourself useful for once and grab some napkins!" He yelled. The waitress didn't listen instead, she walked over slowly until she was standing right in front of Beck.

"Oh come on," she whined, "you could do so much better than that thing!" She pointed at me.

"Hey!" I yelled, defensively. Luckily Beck stood up for me.

"She is not a thing! She is my best friend whom I love very much!" He shouted. Wait, rewind. Beck said he loves me? I was shocked to say the least. Suddenly, he turned around and grabbed my hand. "Let's get out of here," he said. I nodded, too stunned to reply.

I let him drag me out of the restuarant. Once we were in the car he started talking.

"Look Tori, I am completely sorry for what happened back there, I never meant for that to happen."

"Beck, there is no need to apologise for it wasn't your fault! Just take me back home I'm drenched in coke," I told him. So I was surprised with his next words.

"No Tori, I'm sorry but the night is not even over yet, come over to my place and I can clean you up," he told me, wanting to change my mind.

"Okay," I told him. I was surprised I gave in so easily.

So so so sorry it's short guys!

I need to know, should I do Becks POV next chapter...?

Thanks x