When I woke up, Dan was already out in the kitchen eating. I wandered in and he grinned up at me. "Feeling okay Dan?" I asked worriedly.
"Not really, but you make me feel better."
"Aw, that's adorable!" Phil shouted happily. I hadn't even noticed him leaning against the counter.
"So, Leslie. Do you want to go out today?" Dan said awkwardly.
"Sounds great. Where do you want to go?"
"I was thinking of making it a surprise."
"A surprise?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yeah."
"Is that your way of saying you don't know where to go." I teased.
"No! Of course not!" He exclaimed.
"I was just kidding. I hate surprises. Please, just tell me where we were going." I said truthfully.
"But.. I want to see your face surprised. It would be so adorable."
"Why? I don't like surprises."
"But I do, so you will be surprised."
"Ugh. That's so cliché Dan." I argued, hoping it will get him to stop.
"Whatever, you're still going."
"Fine." I thought for a second. "How should I dress."
"I'm not telling you!"
"I don't want to show up in a fancy restaurant in jeans! Or show up at a food cart in a cocktail dress!"
"Find a happy medium then." He mused happily.
"How can I love someone so much and hate them at the same time?" I stated.
"Because I'm amazing, that's how." He pouted like a little kid.
"Dan. I have to go home."
"What? Why?"
"I need clothes. Unlike you, this isn't my house. I don't have any clothes here."
"Fine. Go home. Grab a pair of casual clothes, fancy clothes, pajamas and anything else you could need if you have to spend the night. Also get your outfit for today."
I pulled on a pair of shoes, waved good bye to my boyfriend, and left the flat. I walked fast to my house and packed up three outfits and makeup, soap, and other stuff like that. I walked to my closet to find an outfit for today. I had a nice black dress that was casual but not too casual. I grabbed a pair of light blue flats and changed into the dress. I walked the short length to the hallway. I tried to open the door and to my surprise, it was unlocked. I snuck in and closed the door quietly behind me. I tiptoed around until I heard Dan's voice.
"So, I'm going to take her to-" I tried to lean closer, but a floor board squeaked under my feet.
The door swung open. "Leslie! Were you trying to hear where I'm going to take you?" Dan teased. "Bad girl."
"It's your fault. You left the door unlocked."
"Fine. It's a good thing the flat is that old." He joked. "I didn't get to tell Phil where we were going."
"Is this outfit good enough?" I asked.
"It's perfect. But seriously, how do I have such a gorgeous girlfriend."
"I don't know. How do I have such and amazing boyfriend?"
"You could have any guy you wanted."
"Yeah, right. You're the first guy not to think of me as a potato." I said honestly. "You could have any girl in the world with your face, though."
"Maybe, but only if I didn't talk at all. I'm a huge idiot when it comes to stuff like that, I'd probably just scare them all off."
"Maybe we are just meant for each other."
"Maybe we are." He said kissing me.
"Ready to go Dan?"
"Ready when you are Leslie."
Dan grabbed his coat and pulled on his shoes. We walked to the elevator, with Dan's arm wrapped around my waist. I hit the '1' button and waited for the elevator to make it to the first level. We walked through the lobby and Naomi grinned at me. Dan winked at her and she laughed. Normally, I'd be a little jealous, but me an Naomi had become a really good friend since I arrived.
Dan led me out and we walked a few blocks until we stopped in a cozy little Italian restaurant. It looked like a family owned business. I looked at Dan. He was smiling smugly.
"So, is this okay?" He asked.
"It's perfect!" I smiled. The outfit I chose was perfect.
"You're perfect." He said, kissing the top of my head.
"You're more perfect."
"You're the most perfect." He said grinning.
We walked in and I looked around. The hostess was just a little too happy. She acted like I wasn't even there. "Hi! Do you have a reservation."
"Yeah, under 'Howell'" Dan said ignoring her peppy attitude.
"Here you go, hun." She said showing us a table for two with candles. She walked away and I looked at Dan weird.
"No menus?"
"Well, it wouldn't be a surprise if you had to order your own food."
At that moment, a server came out with two plates of food and basket of bread sticks. Dan had ordered me chicken Alfredo. My absolute favorite food in the Italian food world. "Dan, you are way too good for me."
"I love you Leslie. You're way to good for me. You're too perfect in every way."
"I love you too Dan." I really truly love him.
His eyes lightened up. "I was so scared that you wouldn't say you loved me too. I thought you would get scared and dump me."
"No, Dan, I love you. I love you so much." He leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back. "Now Dan, no matter how much I love you , I love food more. I need to eat." I said, shoving a bite of food in my mouth. Dan rolled his eyes.
About ten minutes later, a piece of strawberry cheese cake came out. Me and Dan shared it then walked out of the restaurant. Again, I gave him an odd look and he explained that he had paid ahead of time. We walked up to his apartment and had a movie marathon. I ended up staying the night.