A/N: Thank you everyone for your continued support, it is greatly appreciated and I am so glad you are all enjoying the story. This chapter is set a few days after the last one. :)
So she wasn't joking when she said see you soon. She actually meant it and I know this because we have spent the last few days exchanging intermittent text messages and she has invited me over again to 'talk'. I am feeling positive about it but picking an outfit is making me nervous. I don't want to look overdressed or send out the wrong vibe or signals. I have my jeans and tank top, the usual choice and then I have a dress and I just don't know.
I sigh loudly and tumble down on my bed between the two outfits I have laid out.
Eventually I decide to go with the tried and tested jeans and tank top. I know it looks as though I am making little effort and I know she will be dressed to within an inch of perfection but its only a coffee; I don't need a ball gown for that.
Peeling myself away from the duvet I pick up my jeans and the top and struggle into them as usual. They are so tight I always fight to get my legs in them and them pulled up. How I don't bruise from the amount of furniture I bang into in the process I will never know.
I sigh again finally dressed and check my reflection in the mirror.
So I look ok, I guess.
Running a comb quickly through my tangled hair I do my best to make myself look reasonably presentable and then inhale deep and quick as I stare at my reflection.
Ok, so I'll have to do, I am pushing it for time.
I return to the beside and take my phone, the screen illuminates and I notice the time. Damn I am late.
So I go running...
I arrive out of breath and exhausted and take a minute before knocking on the door, but just as I am composing myself and getting ready to knock she opens the door anyway.
The nerves kick in again and I wonder, was she waiting and watching?
"Umm Hi" I squeak out awkwardly.
"You're late" she quietly informs me as she opens up the door further and allows me to step inside.
"Errr yeah sorry I didn't know what to wear. I mean I didn't want to look a mess. I mean...ummm" I smile awkwardly and shut myself up realising that I am babbling.
She seems to eye me up and down and then asks me to follow her. Obediently I follow her into the living room and take a seat when instructed to do so. She sits opposite me and I get deja vu from the other day. The scene is exactly the same apart from we are wearing different outfits.
For a moment I let the panic set it. She is backing out, taking back what she said.
Oh no.
I prepare myself for the worst.
"So I have been thinking..." she begins and that is all I hear before I switch off and start hearing something completely different.
I only start paying proper attention again at the end when the events in my mind have run full circle.
"...So can I get you a coffee and we can talk about it?" she asks.
I'm a little taken by surprise and nod whilst stuttering out an odd yes in answer to her question.
I then watch as she gracefully removes herself from the couch and can't help but stare as she passes me by and leaves the room. I am so much more nervous now. What does she want to talk about?
Damn you mind for wandering!
So I sit and wait and decide that I will just have to wing it.
A few moments later she returns and seems to eye me slightly suspiciously as she retakes her seat opposite. She passes me a cup of strong black coffee and advises she hopes I don't mind because she was out of milk. I exchange with her a small smile and then hold the mug knowing it is too hot to drink right away.
I smile again awkwardly waiting to see if she'll start the conversation up again and am then relived when she does.
"Well what do you think then?" she asks me sipping at her own drink.
"ummmmm...in regards to?" I stutter hoping she made more than one point during that conversation where I was mentally absent not ten minutes ago.
"Well to us perhaps seeing how we go, like maybe a date?" she slowly tells me as if she is slightly frustrated at having to clarify or repeat something she already said.
I almost spit out the sip of coffee I have just taken.
"A date?" I ask and regret it when even I hear the hesitance and surprise in my voice.
"That is what you want isn't it?" she quizzes with a suspicious look.
Now is no time for hesitance at all so please don't let me down brain. Engage, come on get a move on, I silently tell myself as a silence starts to linger between us.
GET IT TOGETHER! COME ON!
That is my heart screaming internally at my head.
"Y...yes...yes I would like that" I eventually manage to stutter out as I look up at her properly.
She doesn't look impressed.
Oh damn have I screwed up again?
Stupid head! Why won't you just do what my heart tells you to when it tells you to?!
She then exhales suddenly and I realise I am staring at her so dart my eyes down to my coffee and stare into the blackness there whilst I wait.
"Well alright then, we'll umm do that. Sort it and let me know the details" she suddenly blurts out and it was actually a struggle for me to process.
But...despite that... I am trying not to grin because...she is agreeing to go out on a date with me.
I take a moment to fully process that fact and internally I scream.
WE ARE GOING ON A DATE!
