12. Not a Date, Date.

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The diner we got to was really cute, 50's themed and everything. It took like a minute to be seated which was really great cause I'm sure Gerard is about to hear my stomach growl, I'm so hungry. We were seated in a booth in the back so we could almost see everyone in the diner. A cute older woman came up to wait on us. The 50's style uniform was a teal and pink and just *chef's kiss* I would wear it.

"What will you two kids be having to drink tonight?" She asked us.

"A water please," Gerard said.

"I'll have a cherry coke please," I said next.

"So polite. I'll be right back with that." She said leaving us be.

I laughed, "Us polite? I mean how can you be rude? She looks so cute." I said leaning on the table.

"True, manners are pretty punk since so few people actually use them." Gerard rolled his eyes and I couldn't help but laugh. The awkwardness slowly melting away in the warm diner.

"Hah Gerard you look like you belong in here with that leather jacket," I said opening the menu.

"You think so? Got that vintage look going for me?" He said flipping the collar up and making a smoulder kind of look. I couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Did you kids get a chance to look over the menu yet?" the waitress asks as she puts our drinks down.

"No could we have a minute?" Gerard asked.

"Sure thing, I'll be right back."

"Nice save, legit I was gonna panic and order the first thing I saw." I said laughing.

"What the heck Y/n. There's legit no pressure to order if you didn't look at the dang menu," Gerard laughed and so did I. We both looked over the menu and decided burgers sounded the best because it was a diner. The waitress came back after a few minutes and looked at me first to order. Nice.

"I'd like a garden burger with sweet potato fries please" (I'm sorry if you hate sweet potato fries. I really am).

"Alright, that's easy. And for you young man." She wrote down my order and turned to Gerard.

"I'll have a BBQ burger with curly fries." He said handing her our menus.

"Sounds good," She took the menus from him. "How would you like that cooked?"

"Rare," I made a face cause eww that's so gross. The waitress nodded and left us.

"How can you eat it so bloody?!" I made a disgusted face.

Gerard fixed me with a look like I'm a fucking idiot, "Are you seriously asking me that right now." I looked at him confused till it hit me. Riiiiiigggggggggggghhhhhhhht.

"I forgot," I said in the smallest voice looking away, trying not to laugh at my own stupidity. Gerard laughed at me anyway.

"It takes some getting used to." He said, shrugging. I chuckled too.

We had our burgers and just talked. We kind of played 21 questions since there is so much we don't know about each other anymore. It's been a long time since we were this close. Once dinner was done Gerard refused to let me help pay. We argued. He won.

After everything was paid for we headed back to his car and went off towards the old district where there were a lot of empty buildings. Gerard pulled the car into a parking lot by a Walmart.

"We uh, we're going to have to walk." He said as he cut the engine.

"Okay," I said quietly. We got out of his car that he parked pretty close to the store so people wouldn't try anything. I grabbed the sweatshirt and tied it around my waist just in case I got cold later. Getting out of the car I followed him towards the back lot. We walked away for a while, it was probably a 15 minute walk from the Walmart to the giant ass warehouse that Gerard referred to as the Batcave. Or maybe it was cause I called it that. The sun was still up which was nice, but it would be setting within an hour. We walked around a giant fence to a gap towards the side and slipped through, then we headed to an open window on the side.

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