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88. double date

George POV

"Okay, the table is reserved for Frey. Just say you're friends of mine. I'm still looking for a parking space and then come after", Clay said when he dropped us off just before the entrance.
"Okay", I smiled and went with Nick and Karl to the like security looking man when Clay drove away.
"What can I do for you?", the man said in a serious tone.
"Euh, we ar- we are friends of ....Clay", I stuttered nervously.
"Clay? Frey?", the guy raised his eyebrows.
"Yes", I said awkwardly.

"Ah, alright, please come in. When will he come after?", he smiled at me.
"In a few minutes. He's searching a parking space", I smiled, still nervously.
"Okay, then let me show you your table", he said, turning around and walking into the huge building.

We went through a beautiful entrance area and then into the huge room that followed, in which many tables with chairs were placed and some people were seated. Everything was covered in white. It really looked like one of those restaurants only really rich people go to. We went through this hall to another door. It led outside. When we arrived outside, we stood on a kind of terrace, just bigger, on which were also many tables, not even half as many as inside, but anyways. However, there were only 2 tables occupied.

The man led us to a table with 4 chairs.
"Please sit down, we'll come in a minute to get your drinks", the man smiled before leaving us again.
"Thank you", Nick smiled while we all took a seat. It was a round table and the four chairs were placed around it. Nick sat down on a chair and Karl and I on the two next to him. Clay would then sit down between me and Karl.

There were already 2 menus on the table. Nick took one and Karl looked into his with him. So I took the second one and looked. Shortly thereafter, Clay came along with another man with a towel over his arm and a smart suit. Probably a waiter. The two talked and laughed a little. I looked at them when they were a few meters away from our table and Clay whispered something to the man, whereupon the waiter smirked and looked at me.

Then they arrived at the table and Clay sat down on the chair next to me. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and then looked at my menu with me.
"Already decided what you want to drink?", the waiter asked.
"Beer please", Nick said.
"Beer?", Karl raised his eyebrows.
"What? I can drink whatever I want. I'm 17 and will be 18 in 5 months", Nick tilted his head.
"Wait, I'm older than you?", I asked with a smile.
"When's your birthday?", Nick leaned back into his seat.
"November first."
"Well, then you're older than me, yes", Nick pressed his lips together.
"Nice", I giggled.

"Okay, I take...a coke", Karl smiled at the waiter.
"Champagne", Clay leaned back in his seat.
"Champagne?", I giggled, looking at him.
"Wanna drink it with me?", he smirked at me while raising an eyebrow.
"Nah, I-....", I giggled nervously.
"Come on", Clay leaned forward to me with a sexy smile.

"Euhm...I- Nah, I think....", I wanted to drink water actually, but Clay's glaze at me messed something in my brain up.
"He's drinking Champagne with me", Clay leaned to the waiter.
"Alright", this one raised his eyebrows with a smile.
"A- and also a water please!", I finally pressed out before he could leave us.
"Okay", he smiled before going into the building.

"Clay! What- Why?", I shook my head at him.
"Did you ever try Champagne?", Clay giggled.
"No."
"Then you can try it now", he smiled, putting his hand on my thigh.
"A- But-"
"No but, you will try it. And if you don't like it we can order something else", he raised his eyebrows.
"Okay....", I sighed.

"Do you guys already know what you want?", Clay eventually asked when we all were looking into the menus.
"Karl and I share the fried noodles with chicken. Seems like a big portion", Nick said. I looked at the menu and just couldn't decide. Everything sounded so delicious, but everything was so damn expensive.
"Clay, that's really expensive", I clenched my teeth.
"Just say what you want to eat. I'll pay everything", Clay gave me a wholesome look.

"Rich man", Nick twitched his eyebrows with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes before looking at the menu again.
"Why don't we get the special plate for two?", Clay eventually asked when I still hadn't decided.
"Okay", I sighed released.
"Okay", he giggled, rubbing my shoulder.

After a short time the waiter came back, brought our drinks and took the food orders.
Then he poured Clay a 'sample' or whatever. Just like they always did in movies with rich people. This just wasn't my world. He poured Clay a very small amount into a nice glass, Clay drank this, then nodded and got more poured.

Then he did the same to me and excitedly I tried it with Clay's eager look at me. It actually tasted....well...it wasn't that good, but also not that bad.
"How is it?", Clay asked.
"It's...okay", I shrugged my shoulders.
"You want it or you wanna order something else?"
"I'd also order a coke if that would be okay", I smiled awkwardly at the waiter.
"Alright", he smiled at me.

-Short time skip-

After we had eaten the meal it was almost 7 p.m. and got dark. The staff turned on a lot of candles on the terrace, which looked incredibly beautiful. Meanwhile we were the last and only ones outside and it was wonderfully quiet out here.

Clay had already drunk a whole bottle of champagne and couldn't stop smiling at me.
"What?", I giggled while drinking the last bit out of my glass with coke.
"You're so beautiful", he smiled happily.
"Thank you", I giggled, putting the empty glass back on the table.

Suddenly a man with a guitar and a slightly larger box came out from inside and stood in a corner at the back, where he put the box down.
"What's going on?", I leaned to Clay.
"Ouh, I completely forgot. In the evening they play live music out here", he smiled, looking over to the man with the guitar who was doing something with the box.

Then nice music started playing out of the box. The man began to play with his guitar and it sounded incredibly beautiful.
"You wanna dance?", Nick reached his hand out for Karl.
"What?", Karl giggled flustered and blushing.
"C'mon, dance with me. There's no one out here", Nick smiled. And before Karl could say anything else, Nick grabbed him and pulled him to an open area in the middle of the terrace a few meters away from the guitarist.

They started to dance and laugh together and I had to smile broadly at the sight.
"Hey", Clay smiled at me.
When I looked at him he raised one eyebrow while reaching a hand for me.
"Dance?"

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