13 Dates With Me

Chapter Ten

Xavier's POV

I keep glancing at my phone, half-expecting a message or a notification that might tell me what he's thinking or how he's feeling right now, if he's really excited for the date, my anxiety is really getting the best out of me right now.

But no, there was nothing yet. But that's okay. It's part of the waiting, part of the thrill and i have known Danny enough to know I won't be expecting a text message or anything, because unlike me Danny actually knows how to be patient.

Every second that passes feels like a tiny eternity, 'why isn't time moving fasterrrr' I mentally groaned as I looked at the clock again.

I still remember the first time I had nervously texted him good morning after he agreed to the 13 dates idea, my fingers trembling slightly as I hit send, I was so afraid of doing too much, seeing as he had finally given me a change but then the way he responded with that warm, comforting message had made my heart flutter and I knew I had made the right choice on falling for Danny.

Now, as I sit here, I realize how much those small moments have meant to me, they've built this bridge of connection, this beautiful anticipation that's grown into something I never expected.

It's not just about the date or the evening ahead, no it's about the journey we've taken to get here. Every message, every shared thought, every shy smile, I'm so happy to have Danny in my life.

But yet, despite the happiness I feel, I can't help but notice that tiny flicker of nervousness still lurking beneath the surface.

I know this feeling all too well, It's familiar, like a gentle hum in the background of my mind. I wonder if he feels the same way, sometimes I can't help but wonder if he'll end up just like my ex boyfriend and the thought always sickens me, because I know Danny is nothing like that excuse of a person.

'Calm down Xavier, let's think happy thoughts, let's think about Danny and not that Man' I tried calming myself down as I could already feel my heart beating fast out of anger.

My mind immediately drifted to Danny, wondering what's going on in his mind right now, maybe he's just as excited as I am, maybe just as eager to see how this evening unfolds. Maybe he's imagining what I'll wear, or how I'll greet him when we meet.

I hope so. Because knowing that he's just as nervous and just as happy makes everything feel even more genuine, more real, it makes me feel good.

A few minutes later and I got a 'I'm here' text from Danny. I almost raced out of my room to the door, but instead I chose to be mature and walk, but a bit faster than I'm expected to.

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The world seems to pause. My breath catches in my throat as I see him approaching, the silhouette familiar and yet so much more vivid than I ever imagined. I can't believe this is really happening.

My heart is pounding wildly, so fiercely that I wonder if he can hear it, or if it's just the symphony of nerves and excitement echoing inside me.

He's walking towards me, and every step feels like a tiny miracle. My eyes fix on his face, searching for that familiar warmth, that genuine smile I've come to adore. And when our eyes finally meet, a jolt runs through me, a rush of feelings so intense I almost stumble in place.

'This is real' a voice said in my head, to which I immediately agreed.

It's happening. After years of dreaming, of waiting, of imagining how it will feel like to have Danny on the other side, I'm finally here, in front of him.

His smile-the one I've been longing to see-breaks across his face, and it's like the sun suddenly shines brighter.

My stomach flips, a mixture of nervousness and pure happiness. I want to step closer, to reach out and touch him, to make sure that this isn't just a dream. Because, honestly, I've never felt more alive in my entire life, no one has ever made me feel this way, no one except the beautiful light skin man in front of me.