AN: I own nothing but the plot, enjoy!
MINUTES LATER…
"Table for two please" I ask the host and she leads us to a booth putting menus on our table.
"A waiter will be with you shortly" she smiles at us before walking away.
"Why didn't you tell me we were going to IHOP?" she said as she looks through the menu
"You didn't ask"
"True" she laughs then our waiter appeared.
" Hey, I'm Betty and I'll be your waiter for the evening. Can I start you guys off with some drinks?"
"Hey Betty, I'll have a Sprite and a…." I started to say but I didn't know what she wanted.
"I'll have a Sprite too" she finished my sentence and Betty wrote it down.
"I'll be back in awhile with your drinks and take your orders" she puts her notepad in her pocket and walks away.
"Do you know what you want to eat?" I asked as I put down the menu.
"No, it's been awhile since I been to IHOP" she puts down her menu.
"Really? Me and my band come here all the time, I'm surprised they don't know me by now." We laughed. Her laugh is really cute.
"Alright, here you go. Are you guys ready for me to take your orders?' Betty asked as she puts our drinks on the table with two straws.
"Yea, can I get 3 orders of your buttermilk pancakes? They both look at me like I had three heads.
"It's for the both of us" I said as Betty wrote it down.
"Okay, I'll be back with your orders." Then she walks away again.
"Thanks for ordering for me." She said putting the straw in her drink.
"No problem" I said the straw in my drink and took a sip.
"So how long have you and your band known each other?" She asked as she sets down her drink.
"Years, they are my best friends and my bros. We do everything together. What about you and your friends?"
ALLY'S POV
"Same as you, we have been together forever. Besides music, what else do you like to do?" I took another sip of my Sprite.
"I like sleeping, eating, reading, and surfing." He sat back and flipped some of his blonde hair out of his face. His eyes are a hazel color which looks good with his blonde hair.
"Here's your pancakes" Betty comes back with our pancakes pulling me out of my train of thought.
"Thanks" we thanked her and she walks away. We both start to eat and I realized why he really ordered the extra stack of pancakes.
"What about you, what do you like to do?" He asked as he ate another fork full of pancakes.
"I like reading,writing, music and hanging with the girls." I'm almost done with my pancakes and he is done with his second stack.
"I love pancakes." He sits back and sighs
"I can tell, you wolfed down two whole stacks." I laughed and he laughed with me.
"Yea but I surf a lot so it works out." He takes the last sip of soda.
"You really like the beach a lot. You have syrup on your face." He has syrup near his soft pink lips, I may or may not have been checking him out a little.
"Oh really?" He tries to get it but he couldn't. I leaned across the table a little and wiped the syrup off his face with my thumb. I looked into his eyes as I did it and he looked back at me, we looked at each other for awhile. Then he did something I didn't think he would do… he kissed the bit of syrup off my thumb.
"Thanks, what about you?" his voice was deep for a minute and deep voices are my weakness. I clear my throat as I sat back down.
"What?" I was still caught in that moment.
"Didn't you like the beach?"
"No actually, too much sand for me." He looked shocked at me but said nothing else. He put money on the table and took my hand.
"Come with me." he said as we walked out of the restaurant.
"I don't have a choice." I said as we got into his truck and he drives us to somewhere beach
After awhile I realized where we were.
"The beach?" I turned to him as he parked the truck.
"Yea, the beach you know that place where sand and water meet. The place where people have fun." He took his keys out of the truck and put them in his jacket pocket.
"I know what the beach is but why are we here"
"You don't listen,do you?" He said as he took his socks and sneakers off then put them in the back seat.
"I don't listen! You're the smart ass who brought me to the beach when I said I don't like the beach!" I ran my fingers through my hair and crossed my arms turning away from him.
"At least my ass is a smart one." He laughed then got out of the truck. I don't know where he went so I closed my eyes then I felt a pair of strong arms pull me out the truck and over their shoulder. I started screaming.
"Relax it's me. I figured we skip the argument and get to the fun part." He carried me out to the beach.
"Put me down!" I started punching his back but all he did was laugh.
"You really think your soft little hand hurt me" he laughed some more before taking my shoes off.
"Hey!" he threw my shoes on the sand.
"Sup" he set me down to my feet but don't let me go. He took off his jacket and threw it with my shoes.
"You're a smart ass"
"You're short, are we done?" He looking down at me, being this close up to him I could smell lavender and coconut on him.
"Yea, now we can go" I started to walk back to the truck but he lifted me up again and ran towards the water.