If I fall - S01 E04

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If I fall - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

“Maria it’s just dinner, jeez I’m not trying to sleep with her.”

She stepped back from curling my hair and eyed me, “Yea, but if the opportunity arises…”

I gave her an evil look through my mirror, watching her curl the last bit of my hair and finishing. I roughed my curls, causing them to fall just a little bit to give myself a more natural look as I stood. Sleeping with Drew wasn’t on my mind, I mean I had thought about it once… or twice, but no… it was too soon for that.

“So where are you two going anyway?”

I shrugged, “No idea, she just told me a new Italian restaurant.”

Maria wiggled her eyebrows, “Will there be wine?”

I noticed what she was doing as I nodded, still giving her a haunt look, “Yes, but we’re not going to drink a lot. I mean she does have to drive us home.”

“Look, you can’t blame me for being excited for you.”

I looked at Maria, knowing exactly what she was talking about. It had been a long time since I had accepted any kind of date with anyone, considering my last relationship that ended pretty badly back when I was just a freshman. I nodded, not wishing to rethink all of the bad memories, “Yea I know, it’s been a while.”

“It’s been three years, Bree. It’s been more than a while.”

I waved my hand, trying to change the subject, “Yea well, here I am about to go on a date so…”

She nodded, “Yes, so have a good time, okay? My rides out front so I’m gonna go.”

I walked her to the door, “Thanks for keeping me company.”

She hugged me tight and spoke, “Love you, boo.”

I smiled, “Love you.”

I closed the door behind her, wishing Maria would be that sweet all the time instead of constantly giving me a hard time, but decided I loved her anyway. She had been there for me during one of the hardest times of my life, and I would never be able to repay her for that. But now wasn’t the time to be thinking of that because getting into one of my mood would completely ruin the rest of my night, and I couldn’t allow that.

I glanced at the clock, seeing that 7:00 was approaching slowly. Would she even go through with this? What if she ended up not showing up? Oh that would be the icing on the cake.

I knew I shouldn’t doubt her considering she seemed to be the type of girl to keep her word, but I knew that she was still a very closed off person. I was nervous, and I didn’t know if this would even be classified as a date. It kind of felt like one, but then again it probably wasn’t because we had just labeled it as dinner. Then again I had put a little more effort into my appearance, and I kept checking the clock as if the minute hand would move faster if I kept staring at it.