“You’re not seriously going to wear that tonight are you?” Liam asked me as he had walked out of the bathroom and over to where I was lying on my bed.
“Planning on it,” I told him.
Louis and Niall were out walking around campus while Liam and I had stayed in the dorm to get ready for our dates tonight. It was mainly Liam getting ready and him convincing me that I should stay in the dorm with him and get ready too.
He claimed it would be fun.
“You were that everyday, you cannot wear that on your first date with Nicole,” he told me.
“She’s not going to decide she doesn’t want to go out with me just because I wear what I always wear, if that is the case then that’s her problem,” I said.
“I’m just saying she may appreciate it if you, you know but in a bit more effort,” he tried to say lightly.
This whole week he had been ‘trying to get me to me more of a gentleman’ as he put it.
Ever since that day at lunch when I didn’t go to the coffee shop he has been doing this. He had asked me why I had sat with them at lunch and not at the coffee shop or with Nicole at her table like I usually did.
When I told him why he convinced me how stupid it was, although I still wasn’t fully convinced. He told me that I obviously needed to make it up to her with I thought was bull, yet here I am getting pestered by Liam about Nicole and I’s date tonight.
Liam had told me that to make it up to her I had to take her some place nice. He explained to me this thing coming up during the weekend that he heard about, and it was that we were allowed to go off campus for the day and go anywhere in town we wanted. I honestly didn’t know that we weren’t allowed to go off campus. I wouldn’t know though since my car is back home.
Nevertheless Liam told me that is was the perfect opportunity to go on a nice date with Nicole. The only problem was that I didn’t know shit about what girls expected on a date. Hell I hardly knew how to ask a girl out properly, and I knew Nicole was one of those girls who would want something nice and thoughtful. I didn’t know the first thing about proper dates, yet here I was about to go on one in a few hours.
“Have you decided where you are going to take her yet?” Liam asked me, he asked me everyday and I always gave him the same answer.
“I don’t know,” I told him.
“Well you might want to figure it out soon,” he said.
“How does dinner and a movie sound?” I asked since it was the only thing I could think of.
“Sounds great but I already have a date tonight,” Liam joked and I grabbed a pillow off my bunk and threw it at him.
“Seriously Liam I have no clue what I’m supposed to do,”
“You’ve never been on a date?” he asked, even though I had already told him the answer.
“Nothing you’d consider a date,” I said.
“I really think you should put on a different shirt. Wear some short sleeves or something tonight, it’s supposed to be pretty warm tonight,” he told me.
“Yeah I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I responded.
“Nonsense,” he insisted and walked over and rolled my sleeves up before I could stop him.
“Whoa,” he said once he saw the ink on my skin.
“You have tattoos?” he asked.
“Well aren’t you a genius,” I said sarcastically as I pulled my sleeve down.
I wished that I could wear short sleeves, but the dress code wouldn’t allow it. I had been told that I would have to find a way to cover my tattoos at all times.
“How did you even get those?” he asked.
“At a tattoo parlor,” I answered.
“Well I know that, but don’t you have to be a certain age or something?”
“I know people,” I shrugged.
He seemed so taken back by the fact I had tattoos. I mean I guess I would be surprised if the people at this school didn’t find it so shocking. I was just so used to me friends and I getting them all the time that I never really thought anything of it. Of course my mom was pissed when she first saw them, but she got over it.
“So yeah, keep the long sleeves,” he soon told me, and I nodded.
Finally I had a good enough reason to be able to reject something he tried to do to ‘make me better’ for the date tonight. Sure it wasn’t a big thing but it was still something that he wasn’t trying to change.
“You might want to check the movie times for something that Nicole would want to watch and then plan you’re going to eat your dinner so it won’t interfere with the movie,” he told me.
“I had just planned on us seeing whatever was playing when we got there,” I told him honestly.
“Come on Harry, you should really take this more seriously,” he said.
I rolled my eyes at him before getting out my phone and typing in the name of the movie theater that he told me was the closest to campus.
“So how am I supposed to get to this place?” I asked him. “My car is back home,”
“Call a taxi or find a bus maybe, I’m not sure how it’s works,” he said.
“Great,” I mumbled sarcastically and then went back to my bunk to lie down until I had to leave.
“So you meeting Nicole at the coffee shop?” Liam asked me as we walked out of the dorms.
“Yep,” I answered.
I was supposed to meet Nicole in about ten minutes at the coffee shop. I really wish I knew were she got that whiskey last week because I could really use some right now.
Once we were getting closer to the coffee shop, I was staying there and Liam was going to continue on to the place where him and Liz were going to meet up.
Before I went in, Liam was sure to remind me to be nice and polite and bunch of other shit that’s he’s said before already and I still haven’t bothered to listen to.
I said bye to him as he walked away, and then I walked into the coffee shop.
I was a few minutes early so I didn’t expect her to be here already. I sat down at our usual table and tapped my fingers on it as I waited.
I soon heard the chime of the bells that sounded when the doors opened, and I looked up and saw Nicole walking in, and I stood up from my seat as she walked toward me to greet her. She was wearing colored jeans, a white shirt, and a jean jacket.
“Hey,” I said once she was in front of me.
“Hey,” she said back.
“You look nice,” I told her.
“You look the same,” she replied, and I couldn’t help but laugh a bit.
“So um, should we go,” I said after a few moments of us just standing there. She nodded and we both walked out of the shop.
“So what exactly are we doing?” she asked me.
“You'll just have to wait and see,” I told her.
“I hate surprises,” she informed me.
“I don’t care,” I said with a grin.
“Well aren’t you sweet,” she smiled back.
Our hands accidently brushed against each other’s as we walked, and I hesitated before bring my hand back and slowly intertwining my fingers with hers. I half expected her to pull away, but I was glad when she didn’t.
Our hands stayed like that, neither of us saying anything as we headed to the exit of the campus for the night.