I was thinking bout giving up this story. (Pitch Perfect Reference) Then I was like "No, probably shouldn't." I think that was Pitch Perfect? Oh well. Judge me bitches. Alright. Here we go!!!
*Abby's POV* HOLY FLIPPIN CRAP! I'm very (not really) child appropriate. Anyway, Niall Fucking James Fucking Horan thinks I'm beautiful. Fuck. (I told you.) I think this double date will actually be really fun. Dahlila and Zayn work out pretty well. I hope me and Niall hit it off. What if In the future we get married? What if we have cute little children? What if-
"Abby?" Dahlila snaps me out of my thoughts while she's leaning against the doorway. "Hmm? I'm sorry what?" I say making sure she didn't say anything important. "Are you getting dressed or going like that?" she says referring to me in only my bra and underwear.
I blush a deep crimson. I didn't realize I didn't have clothes on yet. "Don't think of Niall while in the shower!" She yells from downstairs. Oh shit. Did I think out loud? Oh God I hope not. Good thing she broke me out of my thoughts when she did. It was going to get graphic. I stripped down and got into the shower. The hot water calmed my nerves. Yes, I'm nervous. So many things could happen on this date. He could reject me. He could accept me. I don't know yet. We'll find out soon enough.
*Dahlila's POV*
Hmm, what should I wear tonight? I think Zayn said semi-formal. Several minutes later I settle on a simple, black dress. I usually don't put on a lot of makeup, just enough to enhance my features. Outfit, done. Makeup, done. Just my hair left.
I finish with just simple waves cascading over my shoulders. "ABBY! ARE YOU READY?" I yell loudly. "YES!" She yells back. With that there was a simple knock on the front door.