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"Darren, I'm just going over to Claire's for the night, that's it

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"Darren, I'm just going over to Claire's for the night, that's it." I speak into the phone, from in-between Claire and Lizzie in Patrick's car.

School was over now, and Patrick and Gibsie had just finished with Rugby Practice. Shannon texted me a few minutes saying she was at home with Johnny.

Our house would be empty until 6pm, since Mam and Joey were working, Darren was in Belfast and our younger brothers were at Nanny's house and wouldn't be dropped off until later tonight.

"And what is Shannon doing? Is she with you?"

"No, she's at home, alone."

"I'm sure she is." Darren mutters, "And Claire's Mam is okay with this?"

"One hundred percent." I answer, "You can check with her if you want to."

"I trust you, but I expect you back home in the morning, and no getting into trouble."

I sigh with relief, and give Patrick a thumbs up as we make eye contact through the rear view mirror.

"I'll be back home in the morning, don't worry. Thank you, Darren, seriously."

"Text me if you want to come home at any time. Bye." Darren says then hangs up, and as soon as the call is over, Claire throws her arms around me in delight. "I'm so excited, we are going to make you look so hot for your first date."

I laugh and Claire removes her arms from my shoulders, "Are you sure that your parents aren't home?"

"Positive." She tells me then looks at the seat in front of her, "Patrick, are you staying at Gibsie's?"

"No, I'll just drop you off then come pick up Delilah at seven."

The plan was that Patrick would just pick me up at my house, but Claire practically begged me to come home with her, and honestly made more sense, since I could spend the night at Patrick's house and my brother would be none the wiser.

"Got it, does Delilah know what you have planned?"

"No." I answer, shaking my head. "Patrick still wont tell me."

"You just have to be patient, Delilah." He gives me a smirk in the mirror, and I roll my eyes.

Once we get to Claire's, Patrick parks in Claire's driveway, and the three of us girls get out, plus Gibsie, but he walks over to his house without a word. Which makes Claire give me her house keys, and she rushes after him across the road.

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