[ the dress code of tonight? xx ] you texted aston, not a clue what was happened, savannah had just been dropped at chloes for the night, weird leaving her for the first time. [ your best dress, glad rags Axx ] you just laughed as you finished showering, a baggy top over your underwear as you sat doing your hair, completely pin straight, your fringe actually going perfect for once! you laid out all of your makeup infront of you, going for the smokey eye effect using your naked pallette, your favourite foundation, highlighter and bronzer, a red lip to finish the dramatic look. now the big thing, the main thing, what was you going to wear? you never knew what to wear whenever you were due to go out with aston, the paparazzi snapping away, wanting to impress them, the fans, your fans, your followers and mainly aston. you went for a LBD, a long sleeved but short one, suttle but dramatic to add to the outfit. you chose your heeled studded jeffrey campbells putting them on over your skin coloured tights, grabbing a red shoulder bag for your essentials and spraying flowerbomb over yourself. [ outside Axx ] [ coming now xx ] you headed downstairs, opening the door to see aston stood there looking completely gorgeous, a simple white tee with black jeans and boots, a black jacket over the top, smelling completely amazing too! 'you look.. wow' he muttered. 'thank you' you giggled taking his hand as he helped you out the door with your heels, opening the door of his car for you, paps snapping away. 'so where are we going?' you smiled after putting drakes album on in the car, aston telling you it'll be quite a drive. 'just a little place' 'things are never little with you' you blushed realizing what youd said, how wrong it came out! 'youll have to find out soon' he winked making you giggle, things never being awkward between you and aston, best friends.
'i thought you said it was little' you mumbled pulling up outside, a massive posh restaurant. 'things are never little when it comes to you' he smiled getting out, coming around to your door. 'ill take your arm, they might think things' you grabbed a hold of his arm walking inside. 'table for mr merrygold' 'right over here, best seat in the house' the waiter smiled, a table right at the back, the floor you was on being the top, an overlook on london, all the cities lights, soft music and candles. 'this is perfect' you smiled after ordering. 'i wanted to treat you' 'but why?' 'to show you how much you mean to me' you just smiled looking around feeling astons hand grabbing yours across the table, shivers taking over your body. 'you look gorgeous tonight by the way' you couldnt help but blush, astons words actually meaning something to you, overpowering every other compliment you'd ever recieved. 'thank you' 'i mean it, you wouldnt even think you'd given birth a month ago, youre gorgeous (yourname)' he smiled, silence taking over, almost the awkward silence that everybody hates, the waiter coming over with your food and drink tucking in straight away, aston breaking the silence. 'im just saying what ive wanted to say for ages' 'i dont get it' 'i.. youre more than a friend too me' 'what!?' shock took over your body. but why did that comment coming from his mouth give you those teenage butterflies!?
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