"Jul! Slow down!" My best friend Louis yelled.

I laughed and slowed down, skating in circles around him.

"Showoff." He mumbled as he struggled to keep his balance.

Lou and I have been best friends for years. He's been with me through the best and the worst. We hang out so much that people actually think that he's gay and he's not believe me. He may act like a princess but he isn't gay. Lately I've been getting mixed feelings about him, but I don't want to publish my feelings and then get shot down.

"Jul, can we please stop. I think I have more bruises than skin."

"You're such a drama queen." I replied.

" I was not made for skating, I was made for singing and looking good. And being your best friend."

"Wow, that has got to be the nicest thing you've said all day."

"Ha ha ha, you're so hilarious." He said sarcastically.

"If you can stop being witty, can we go get food. I'm starving."

"And you say I exaggerate." He said.

We left the skating rink and went to our favorite sandwich shop and got our regulars.

"Hey, how about we go out for a nice dinner tonight." He said.

"Yeah, that would be fun." I replied.

"How about Fleur Delaroe at eight?"

"Wow, fancy." I commented.

"So, is that a date?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Great, I'll meet you there." He said, smiling his sweet smile at me.


A few hours later

I slipped into a strapless white dress that I paired with nude pumps and a nude clutch. My brown eyes popped and sparkled and my lips were red. I curled my ombré hair and made sure to keep an eye on the clock.

Eight rolled around and I walked into the restaurant.

"Hi I'm here to meet my friend, Louis Tomlinson." I said to the hostess.

"Right this way Miss Julia."

The hostess lead me outside to a private table that was underneath strings of twinkling lights and millions of stars. Standing by the table was Louis, looking very handsome in s suit.

The hostess left and Louis walked towards me and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the table.

"You look gorgeous." He said.

"I blushed, "Thanks."

He he pulled the chair out for me and I sat down. He sat down next to me and grabbed my hand again.

"Julia, the real reason I asked you to have dinner with me is because I wanted to have a real date with you. I've liked you for a long time and I wanted to know if I have a chance."

I sat astonished. This is everything I've been wanting, right in front of me. It's real. Respond Julia don't leave the poor boy waiting.

I cleared my throat and answered, "Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes." I replied.

"Yes!" He responded, kissing me.

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