"Dude im so nervous. What if I screw up? What if she doesnt like me?" I hesitated.
"You'll be fine. Now go on downstairs" Nash said.
I walked out if the room and downstairs to find Emily sitting on the couch on her phone.
She had on some high waisted shorts and a crop top tank top thing. I dont know what its called. And some long sweater thing. And some Keds i think thats what their called. And it looked like she had on a necklace but i wasnt paying that much attention to that. Her hair looked crazy good. Some wierd braid or something. Her makeup was done perfectly.
"Umm Matt? Is there something wrong with what im wearing?" She asked.
"No. You look perfect" I said walking towards her.
"Thanks" she smiled.
She got up off the couch.
I walked really close to her. I pushed her agaisnt the wall.
"Matt, what are you doing?" She asked.
"Im not quite sure. But I like this." I said.
"Damn it Emily. Your so cute when you do that!" I said loudly.
She jumped a little.
"Im sorry princess. I didnt mean to scare you" I said.
"Its fine. So, we should probably go" She said trying to get out of my hold.
I pulled her tighter.
"Why so eager doll face?" I smiled.
"This is kinda akward. You know cuz your cute and everything" She said quietly.
"Awwe, you think im cute?" I asked loosing up my grasp a little.
"Well, I didnt mean to say that. I-I" she started.
"No no, thats good. Becouse I think your perfect." I said.
"Thanks" she said.
"We should go" I said stepping back from her.
"Yep" She said grabbing her bag off the couch.
I grabbed my phone and wallet.
"Lets go precious." I said.
We walked out the door.
We reached my car and I opened the door for her. She got in and I ran around the other side so I could get in.
Soon we were in the road.
"Do you like music?" I asked.
"Yeah" she said.
"What kind? One Direction? Dont all girls tho?" I laughed.
"Alot of girls do. And yes I do like them." She said.
"Let me guess, 'OH MY GOSH HARRY STYLES!' ?" I said.
"Niall Horan. He is the cutest." She smiled saying his name.
"Oh, isnt he like Scottish or something?" I asked.
"Irish actually" She laughed.
"Ooooh, so he is the cute one?" I asked getting a bit angry.
"Oh he is more than cute. He is freaking hot." She gushed.
Well now im pissed.
"She thinks she can go on about how hot another guy is? Thats not gonna happen soon. Shes mine. Ive got to show her that"
"Matt?" She asked.
"What babe?" I asked.
"What are you talking about? Shes mine? Im confused." She said.
"Shoot. I said that outloud. Anyway, i mean it babe. Your mine. You cant not be. Your perfect. Seriously." I said putting my hand on her leg.
"So, i cant think a band member who I have absolutly no chance in ever actualy even meeting is cute?" She asked.
"Well, if you have no chance in meeting him, yes. You can think he is cute." I said.
"Alright." She mumbled.
We didnt really talk the rest of the way to the movies. That made the situation 100x more akward.
He arrived at the theater and we got out.
"Yes two tickets for The Purge." I said.
"Ok." The boy said.
Their replaying The Purge since ot was so popular.
We got some popcorn and went to our seats.
"Im kind of scared." She said.
"Dont worry. Its not real. And if it was, nobody would touch you. I'd rip their head off. Literally. Im a wolf remember?" I whispered.
"Yep." She laughed.
"Whats funny?" I asked.
"You. Cuz its not everyday you go home from subway with a cute guy, find out he's a wolf. And then go on a date with him." She laughed again.
"Does seem abit wild doesnt it?" I asked.
She nodded as the movie started.
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