A Date with Gorgeous
(Gale/Madge)
(Continuation of Facebook Stalking)
Madge Undersee had absolutely nothing to wear. All her sundresses were just way too old and she just didn't think jeans cut it with Gale Hawthorne. They were going Olive Garden for lunch and possibly a movie after. If Madge got her way there would be no movie, because he was endlessly fascinating and she needed to know everything.
Groaning, she flopped backwards on the bed and grabbed her phone. She stubbornly poked and held down one of many cat stickers on her phone. It was being impossible and it was her favorite one. She was just being too stubborn to admit the sticker was dead and she needed a new one.
She flipped the phone back over, her finger still holding down the sticker trying to force it to use the last of the adhesive it had left, and dialed Delly's phone number.
"What's up, sweet cakes?"
"I have nothing to wear!" Madge huffed into the voice like a small child. Delly laughed at the other end. Madge glared at the phone.
"Go look in your mom's closet, usually she has something fresh and cool looking you could put on." She suggested.
"Delly! It's Gale Hawthorne!"
Delly cut Madge cut, "Yeah, I know, sweet ass."
"Can't forget the nice back muscles…Anyways! Dell, I can't go out with Gale Hawthorne and wear something of my mom's! That would just be weird!"
"It's not like he would know!" Delly yelled back into the phone, rolling her eyes at her best friend and cousin. Sometimes she just didn't get Madge Undersee.
"I would know!" Madge huffed again and flops over onto her stomach, picking at a loose string on her pillowcase. Delly groans and rolls over in bed, she could bet her whole bank account her grandfather is rolling over in his grave at this conversation.
"You could wear some of my clothes."
"As much as I love you, I really do, I don't do the whole hippie thing."
"You'd look great as a hippie, Madge. You have the perfect face and could totally rock the headband around the forehead. Ya know the one Cashmere can't rock." They share a laugh, "And you could totally pull off that one lacy white dress I have hanging in the back of my closet, put on a light sweater over it and some black heels, you'd look stellar."
"I do love that white dress."
"And I know you have those Lauren Conrad black hole punched heels."
"But maybe not the light sweater, I don't want to look hippie. Maybe a black leather jacket to match the shoes and totally looks badass in a cute kiss me way."
"Hold on there, grasshopper, you jumping ahead of yourself now." Delly laughed at Madge's dream of kissing Gale Hawthorne.
"Just drop the dress off, stat, I need to be ready in an hour and I haven't even done my hair!" They hung up and Madge pulled her rose, blush pink robe tighter about herself and set to work on straighten her beach waves from last night in straight, sexy hair. Madge almost always had to style her hair or her too curly hair would be all frizzy and too much to handle.
Just as Delly barged through the door, Madge was apply a peachy colored lipstick to her pink lips. Her black heels were waiting by the door wanting to be worn.
"Go! Go! Go!" Delly chants, "I got caught by a train and you have 15 minutes, bitch, go!" Madge laughed at Delly antics and took the dress to the bathroom with her. She slipped into and adjusted the straps to fit her smaller frame and walked out of the bathroom look like a superstar. "Hot, babe." Delly teased.
Madge stuck her tongue out and slipped on her heels beside Delly on the bed. She reaches around Delly for her dad's old leather jacket, that's slightly too big but still looked cute, off the bed post.
"Lookin' good! I take my laugh back, Gale Hawthorne might kiss you on your front porch!" they laugh.
"I wish!"
The doorbell sounded through the huge manor house.
"That's him!" Madge's eyes lighted up with excited as she popped off the bed.
"Hey, hey!" Delly called after to her, her arms outstretched, "I think I deserve a hug for saving your life!" Madge hugs her and bids her goodbye. Delly slips out behind Madge and sits on the top of the stairs straight out of sight of Gale's vision. Of course the best friend had to eavesdrop, it came with the job.
"Hey!" Madge's voice.
"Hey, pretty dress." Delly can imagine the bright pink blush spreading across Madge's chest.
"Thank you, it's actually Delly's." Delly coughs into her hand. Gale's eyebrows furrow and he looks around for the source of the sound. Delly, hiding in her spot, quickly types out a text to Madge. Don't tell him it's mine! It's your date! Just say thank you! Jesus, what am I going to do with you!
When Gale couldn't find the source of the sound he says, "Ready to go?"
"Yes sir!"
Gale was a decent driver. He wasn't bad but he wasn't good either. He knew it and Madge knew it. Gale didn't really drive a lot. Usually Thom drove them everywhere they needed.
They made small talk as Gale drove the burnt red Jeep down the road. He merged into highway traffic as Madge was explaining some book to him and recommended he read it. She even offered to let him borrow it. And he would, he read occasionally, especially on tour.
"So how's your dad's band doing?"
"They're doing great. The tour is doing well and they're pumped to write the next album. My dad was telling me they were going to hit closer to home on the next album. Talk about life and their children, and stuff. As long as he doesn't mention my name, I'm fine." Madge laughs. "And speaking of the devil." He points to the radio without taking his eyes off the road. Of course, Renegade's hit song that took them to the top of the charts was playing.
"I love this song!" Madge exclaiming, turning the song Claiming up a little bit.
Gale let Madge rock out to the hit song until it was over and AC/DC came on. "You know my dad wrote that about his proposal to my mom?"
"Really! That's so sweet! That must have been the best proposal ever!"
Gale flashes her a smile before turning his eyes back to the road. They sat in silence for a while, just letting the music talk as the engine roared down the highway. Madge observed Gale as he drove. His messy, black hair was even messier today as if he ran his fingers through it a million times more than usually. His cheeks had a slight pink hue to them as if he was blushing and his arm muscles looked great in that tank top. It was a Renegade tank top, respectively.
They didn't talk until Gale got off on Exit 119. Olive Garden was right off the exit.
"So what are you going to get?" Gale asked as they walked in.
"Probably soup and salad."
"They do have to best salad." He commented. His hair blew in the mild wind and Madge enjoyed the way it was a bit too long and blew in his face. He kept brushing it away.
"You know a headband might work."
He smirked at her, "Well, I don't seem to own one."
"I can help with that." She dug through her purse, sighing, "Well damn, I seem to have forgotten to put one in here. Sorry." She smirks back at him.
He snaps his fingers, "Aw man, I was looking forward to it."
The waitress seats them and winks at Gale. Madge feels a rise of jealousy boil up in her stomach. She ignores it. It's not like he's her anyways.
As lunch carried on, Gale and Madge became more relaxed around each other. They began to share childhood stories and Gale shared humiliating stories about his brothers. They deserve it anyways. Gale bit into a breadstick, pushing his 5-cheese ziti to the side as Madge told him the Mud Story.
"…Yeah, my neighbor was walking me in a wagon and he went around a corner and just as he was going straight again I was dumped into the mud."
"No way! Something similar happened to me, except my dad threw me into the mud because we were playing around in the rain."
"Aw, that's so cute." Gale laughed and smiled at her. He was silent after his laugh and he just stared at her. Her smile was bright and she was gorgeous. And he hated himself for not getting to know her sooner. "What?" she questions.
"Nothing. Nothing." He said, pushing his ziti around. She slaps his arms.
"What?"
"You're beautiful, you know that."
Heat rises up in Madge's cheeks. Oh. My. God. Gale Hawthorne just called her beautiful. Madge places the back of her hands to her cheek to try and cool them down, "Thank you."
"I'm serious!" he laughs. "You wanna know why?" she nods, not trusting herself to speak, "You have one hell of a smile that I would kill for. There's this life in you that I haven't quite found in anyone else, you're happy and it's insane how happy you are. I love it, I've never seen someone so happy before. It's great to know there are people out there like it." Madge blushes even more, "And anyone one can tell you were pretty, but your personality and the life you just carry around with you, makes your absolutely gorgeous." She was full on blushing now. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."
"No, no, it's fine. No one's ever told me any of that." He was his turn to be taken aback.
"You're kidding me, right."
She shakes her head, "No."
"Well then, let me just sing it from the rooftops."
She laughs, "Please do, it would be a sight to see, but probably some pretty good singing." He smiled. It was getting late, they been there for 3 hours.
"I should get you home."
"Probably, I mean if you want to be on my parents' good side."
"Can I see you again…when I come back? I like to talk to you."
"Of course." And on the way out to the car, Gale grabbed her hand and kissed her on the cheek. And of course he couldn't control himself when he kissed her cheek again when they arrived at her house.
"G'night, Madge."
"Good night, Gale."
A/N: I'd love to hear your thoughts about their date! Please comment!
And remember, suggestions are allowed!