Y/n pov:

Did Sam ask me as a date or just as a friend. I mean he was pretty nervous; that was so adorable. "Shit" I whisper. What is wrong with me. Well I best get ready since it's 3pm. I walk into my room and start searching for clothes. 'Dang, since I've been living here, I don't have most my clothes because they're still in my apartment' I rhino to myself. I guess I'll just have to work with what I got. I grab a pair or jeans and a simple t-shirt. I'll dress this up with jewelry, and if it's not a date then I won't embarrass myself. I quickly change and put some jewelry on. I walk over to the desk and plug in my hair straightener. I'll just give some volume to my hair. While it warms up, I'll do my make up. I don't want to do much so I just put some mascara and blush on. Now I take the straightener and lightly curl some of my layers. 'Dang I look good' I think to myself. Time to put on my expensive perfume. And walla, I'm done. I look over at my phone and read the time: it's 4:45. 'Doing my hair took longer than I thought' I say as getting up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~Date time?~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sam comes knocking on my door and say, "are you ready?". I open the door and told him I was ready. We walk to the front door and outside. As we approach his car he opens and shuts my door for me. Such a gentlemen. He heads to the drivers seat and gets in. We start heading to the restaurant. On the way there, I could tell he was nervous. He grabbed on the steering wheel really tightly and barely spoke. It was an awkward car ride. Sooner or later we finally arrived to the restaurant. It's a local restaurant that's nice and popular near Sam's house. Although I've never been here myself.
Since we already had reservations, we got in right away. It was still awkward since neither of us were talking. After a bit a waiter walks up and says, "are you ready to order?". We nod our heads and order. I asked for the chicken gnocchi and Sam asks for the lasagna. The waiter takes our menus and leaves. I look over to Sam, and I see him fiddling with his fingers on the table. I decide to make a move and grab his hands. My heart is pounding now. As I grab his hands I say "are you excited to eat?". How clever y/n, is that the best you could come up with.

A/n: Yall I'm really sorry for the slow updates. I wish I'd update more and finish the story but I don't have motivation. Don't worry I'll finish the story so I don't leave you guys hanging, but it may take a bit. I'll try to update at least once every 2 weeks