Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue.
A/N: Wow, I haven't updateed this in forever. I got caught up in "Falling Apart" and haven't written this in months. This chapter is pretty fluffy, it's Ray and Neela on their date. I don't like it much, but then again, I don't like anything i write. Enjoy!
Ray jumped out of the car, running around and opening Neela's door. She smiled at him, stepping gracefully out of the car. Both were dressed in their best clothes: Neela in a slim black dress and heels, Ray actually wearing a sports jacket and tie over a light purple dress shirt.
They walked into the restaurant, Ray's arms wrapped around Neela's shoulders as he leaned in to kiss her. She smiled happily, pushing him away as the reached the hostess' desk.
"Do you have reservations?" she asked, reaching behind her for menus.
"Ray Barnett, seven o'clock," Ray said, smiling at the hostess.
She nodded, grabbing two menus and motioning for them to follow her. They reached their table, and the woman placed the two menus on the table. "Your waiter will be with you in a moment. Enjoy."
Ray pulled out a chair for Neela, who happily sat down.
"Thank you," she said, giggling happily.
"You're welcome," Ray replied, going to his own chair.
They picked up the menus, opening them and looking at the choices.
"What're you having?" Ray asked, putting his down and looking at Neela, who shrugged.
"Are you sure this is okay Ray? This place looks really expensive," she said uncertainly, looking at him.
"Don't worry about it," Ray replied, reaching across the table to take her hand.
Neela put her fork down, having just finished the last bite of her cake. Ray laughed, watching as she wiped the last of the chocolate sauce off the plate with a piece of cookie.
"That was good," she said, smiling at him.
"I'm glad you liked it," Ray said, his voice light and teasing.
Neela reached over and punched him on the arm. "Ha ha, you're so funny."
Their waiter walked back over, handing the check to Ray and picking up Neela's plate. Ray pulled out his wallet, taking a credit card and putting it with the check. He handed the book back to the waiter.
"Thank you for taking me out tonight," Neela said, smiling happily at Ray.
"You're welcome. What do you say we get out of here? Maybe take a drive?"
Neela nodded, and Ray took his credit card back from the waiter, who handed him the check to sign.
"Thanks," he said, handing the pen back.
"Have a nice night."
Ray walked around the table, helping Neela up and leading her to the door.
"I had a really good time tonight," Neela whispered, brushing Ray's hair from his forehead as he leaned in to kiss her.
"Me too," Ray replied, opening the door of his car for her. "Here you go."
"Thank you."
Ray shut the door and walked around the car, getting into the driver's seat. He stuck the key in the ignition and turned the engine on. "Where do you want to go?" he asked, turning to face Neela. She shrugged.
"Wherever."
Ray nodded, and put the car into drive, slowly pulling into the street. "Do you mind if I turn the radio on?"
Neela shook her head. Ray reached over and turned on the stereo. The sound of an electric guitar and drums filled the car, accompanied by a guy's voice.
"No one said this would be easy,
Take a breath and make it big.
Under water for too long,
And this is all you're gonna get.
Said you wanna live forever,
But nothing seems to satisfy.
Is there a way to make you see,
No one else would ever try?
Two steps to breaking your heart,
Been dying since the very start.
We've got a ways to go,
But you don't seem to see.
You keep on turning off and on and all you get is me.
Don't try to fight this time,
Don't wanna make you scream.
You keep on turning off and on and all you get is me."
"Is that you, Ray?" Neela asked, turning down the volume.
"Why, do you like it?" Ray asked, turning for a second to look at her.
"It's definitely not bad," Neela laughed, watching as he smiled and turned back to the road.
"Then it is me," Ray said, drawing laughter from Neela.
"Shameless self-promotion?" she questioned, her voice teasing.
"I'll take what I can get."
Neela laughed again, and Ray turned his focus back to the road.
"Where are we going?" Neela asked, looking out the window.
"I thought we'd just drive around a little bit, rather than go straight home."
Neela nodded, and was about to reply when she was cut off by a screeching of brakes.
"Ray, look out!" she cried, as a pair of headlights blinded them, coming from the opposite direction. Ray attempted to swerve, but it was too late. The other car hit them head on. The sickening sounds of metal tearing and glass shattering split the air, accompanied by Neela's screams.
A/N: Well, that was fun. This is my chapter warning against drunk driving. Just don't do it. (It's a Mr. Runkle no-no, Jillian)
The song was "GPK" by Jonny Was. Yes, I know, it's lame that I have Ray singing a song by Shane West. Deal with it.
Reviews greatly appreciated!