Samara and I were sitting at a table in our usual Starbucks by the university. School started a couple of weeks ago and my friends and I have no classes together. None. So to make up for not seeing each other as frequently, Sam suggested we get a coffee and some lunch at least twice a week but since she made that suggestion, we have been seeing each other every day.
"So, guess who started texting me out of nowhere," my best friend hummed as she took a sip of her coffee.
I thought for a moment but couldn't think of anyone in particular. Scrunching my eyebrows, I looked at my friend. "Who?"
"Hayden!" she squealed, clapping her freshly manicured hands together. She had a smile on her face as she waited for my response, but I could tell it was her nervous smile - as if she was waiting for me to flip my lid.
"Oh?" I said.
She nodded her head and reached over to touch my arm. "If you don't want me to talk to him, consider him gone. But once you really get to know him, he's so different."
"No, no, no," I responded instantly, shaking my head adamantly. "Talk to him. Honestly, it was one date, don't stop on my account - seriously. Just let him know I will kick his ass if he hurts you in any way."
"Are you sure?" Samara asked, biting her lip, still looking uncertain.
I gave her a smile. "Positive. Besides, I'm with Nate now."
Samara's perfectly plucked brows shot up. "So, you're with Nathan now? Are you guys like, boyfriend girlfriend? When did that happen?"
I rolled my eyes and smiled to myself, thinking of mine and Nathan's date. Since then, we haven't went out on super fancy dates, but we have a lot of movie nights and small dates at Ed's. "Well, no. We haven't confirmed it," I said, using air quotations around the word confirmed, "But when I date, I don't usually date multiple people. As of right now, Nathan is the only guy in my life."
"But are you the only girl in his?" She asked.
"I-" I started to say but I cut myself off. Was I the only girl in his life or was he still seeing other people? I shook my head at the thought. After all the careful planning that went into our first date and the others that followed, there was no way he'd be seeing other people. "I think so. I mean, I haven't seen him with anyone else."
Samara smiled. "Good. Because if he hurts you, I'll kick his ass."
We both laughed after she said that. I had no doubt in my mind that she would, even if he simply looked at me the wrong way, he'd be a goner with Samara. Cutting our laughter short, Sam's phone began to ring. When she saw the name on her screen, her face lit up. "Hey, what's up."
The voice on the other end spoke and Sam's smile got wider and wider as they went on. "Sounds good, see you at seven!"
She hung up the phone and carefully placed it on the table. "We're going on a double date."
"Who is?" I asked, confused. Like ten minutes ago she was going on about Hayden and now she's going on a double date?
Sam rolled her eyes. "Me, you, Hayden, and Nathan. Hayden called Nathan before he called me and apparently your man already agreed to it."
I gulped slightly. A double date. With Samara and Hayden. This was going to either be incredibly great or incredibly awkward. I sincerely hope it's the former.
A couple hours and several dress shops later, Samara and I were finally ready for the double date. Nathan and Hayden were already at the restaurant because Samara insisted she needed a new outfit so she told them to head to the restaurant that way, she could have the whole cab ride to fuss over minor details. But apparently, Hayden did his research and found this new Italian place he wanted to take Sam to. I mentally gave him some brownie points - Italian was Samara's favourite.
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