Chapter 9: The Extremely Awkward Date
Samara's POV
I looked over at Emily to see how she reacted to my dad being there. She had a worried and scared look on her face. "Don't worry, love. I'm sure he'll love you."
"But what if he doesn't? And he makes you break-up with me or something? I can't lose you, when I finally got you back, and when I'm finally happy again."
"It'll never happen."
"But what if-."
"It'll never happen." I couldn't believe that she was thinking I would break-up with her, even if my asshole of a dad tried to make me. I mean, what's the worst thing that could happen? Is he going to disown me? I'm waiting for the day he does, He'll just end up re-owning me. See, he would disown me because he hates the fact that I'm gay, but he'll just take me back because he loves his "little girl" as he calls me. He just doesn't like his"little girl's" sexuality.
When I looked over at Emily she was looking at me with a worried face, again. "Hey let me do the worrying. He's my dad. Plus, you don't have to worry about anything because what you are thinking, about my dad making me break-up with you, it's not going to happen." With that I got out of the car, ran around and opened her door. "Now, please get out?"
"Can't we just go somewhere else?" She said, giving me a puppy dog face. I had to look away otherwise I probably would've caved.
"No, c'mon you're going to have to meet him sooner or later."
" How about later?"
"Very funny." I said, smiling at how adorable and childish she was being. Then, I started trying to get her out of the car. I was successful at getting her out of the car. However, she ended up clinging to the door laughing. "I promise nothing to bad will happen. If something does happen, I promise we will go. Now, please let go." I then started pulling her away from the car. She then let go making me fall, while she landed on top of me. We both burst out laughing. "Sorry," Emily giggled. "It's OK." I said. I then flipped us over so I was on top of her. I looked into her eyes, leaned in, and kissed her. She smiled when I pulled away. "Wanna go in now?" She nodded, so I got up then picked her up, setting her on her feet while kissing her again. Then we started towards the door smiling and talking about random things hand-in-hand.
Emily's POV
As soon as we walked in I could tell she wasn't lying about her dad owning " The Melting Pot." Everybody knew her and was calling her "Miss Cook" she also seemed to know everyone's name. When she walked up to the receptionists desk the lady that was standing there smiled, "Hello, Miss Cook. I have your usual table in the back available."
"Thanks, Becca." I have to admit I was for some strange reason a little jealous of Becca. She was pretty with red hair like Ariana Grande and bright blue eyes.
"Anytime. so who is this lovely lady that is joining you, Miss Cook?'
"Emily this is Becca. Becca this is my girlfriend, Emily." My heart skipped a beat when she said "girlfriend". I also think that I blushed due to Becca calling me "lovely", but mostly Samara calling me her girlfriend.
"Hi," I said shaking her hand.
"Hi! Nice to meet you." She seemed to be one of those people who are always super nice and friendly.
"You, too." I said.
"Oh, and Becca?"
" Yes, Miss Cook?"
"Knock it off. You know you can just call me Samara." Then they both started laughing, leaving me totally confused.
"What?" I asked.
"We're friends, best friends actually. She just calls me Miss Cook 'cause she knows it pisses me off."
"Oh," I said, smiling. " Why does it piss you off?"
"I just don't like it. Makes me feel as if I'm their boss or something."
"Anyway, I got to go. I'll be back later to say bye, Miss Cook." Becca said, with a wink.
"So what would you like?" Samara asked, after she stopped laughing about Becca trying to piss her off, sitting at our table.
" How about the artichoke dip and the shrimp and sirloin for the entree?"
"Your wish is my command."
"Sooo, what do you think?"
"I think you're too far away." she said, scooting closer to me while grabbing my hand.
"No," I giggled. "What do you think about you're dad? Is he going to like me?"
"I'm sure he will love you," Samara said. "Does this mean that I have to move back over there?" She looked over where she was sitting with a pout.
"No, I like you right here," I said smiling. Then I leaned over and caught her lips with mine kissing her shortly, yet still passionately.
Samara's POV
When she kissed me I felt so happy. Happier then I felt in a long time. But that feeling sadly went away very quickly when I heard a familiar voice came from in front of where we were sitting.
Shit.
"Samara? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"Sorry, Dad. I didn't think I needed to give you a play-by-play of my life." I said, rolling my eyes.
"I never said you did. Anyways, Samara you know my girlfriend, Amanda. But, I don't think I know who this is." he said looking like he was checking Emily out. Which pissed me off.
I looked over at a nervous looking Emily and smiled, putting a reassuring hand on her knee making her smile. "Um, this is my girlfriend, Emily. Emily, this is my dad, Chris."
"Hi, it's nice to meet you," Emily said, getting up to shake Father's hand. Damn she's adorable.
"It's defiantly nice to meet you, too." I didn't like the way he was looking at her.
"So..." I said, sliding out of the booth and grabbing Emily's hand, making my dad look at me and not at my girlfriend. "If you excuse us we are getting ready to eat." As I said that the waiter came out with all of our stuff for the cheese fondue part. Thankfully that's what I usually get so the staff just always brings that to me right away.
"Oh, artichoke dip. Can we join you? It's my favorite." Amanda said. Damn Amanda. At least she asked this time usually she does whatever she wants without asking. Another thing that was weird, was that she never wanted to hang out with me before, even more since she thinks that I've come on to her. Trust me I haven't.
"Um, we are kind of on a date, Amanda."
"Come on Samara, she wants some artichoke dip," My dad said. Gosh she has him wrapped around her perfectly manicured finger.
I looked over at Emily. She just shrugged. "Fine." While I rolled my eyes, again.
"So, Samara I didn't know you had a girlfriend." My dad said.
"Well, I do. Not like you care. You would only care if I started dating boys again."
When I said that Emily grabbed my hand for comfort. My dad just shook his head because he knew that if he objected that he would lose the fight.
"So, Emily what are some of your hobbies?" my dad asked. Like he cares.
"Well, I swim." When she said that her face lite up, you can tell she was passionate about it.
My dad nodded.
"UM, I have to go to the bathroom. Samara? Come wit me?"
"Why? You need a chaperone to pee?"
"Be nice." My dad gave me a stern look.
"Fine, after you," I said , standing up. Well this is awkward Amanda usually doesn't talk to me (unless she's being bitchy) let alone ask me to go somewhere with her we finally got to the bathroom I leaned against the wall. "Well? Are you going to go to the bathroom or not? 'Cause if not I'm going back to the table to be with my girlfriend."
"No, I rather do this." Amanda then started to walk towards me.
Hey guys. Sorry it took so long this chapter was much longer than my others (1436 words). I'm sorry about the cliffhanger. I know I hate them too but if I put everything I wanted to in this chapter it would have been way to long. Anyway if I don't update again before Christmas. Have a Merry Christmas :) or Happy Holiday depending on what you celebrate.
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