*Edited
Image above is Dallas.
Dallas pulls up into the parking lot of a Chinese restaurant.The building was a tan color and there was a pot of flowers of all different colors next to the door. He grabs his keys before getting out of the car. I get out right after him and follow him into the small restaurant. We find a table with two chairs I sit in the one that's facing towards the door. "Have you eaten here before?"
"No. Chinese food just sounded good."
I smile. "Lets just hope its good."
A waiter comes over his black hair is messy and there were bags under his green eyes. He sets down two menus in front of us. "What can I get you guys to drink?"
"A tea." I reply.
"Same." Dallas says before opening the menu up.
"Alright that will be out in a minute." He says turning and walking away.
I open my menu and scan through it quickly before deciding. A couple seconds pass before Dallas puts his down. The waiter comes back and sets our drinks in front of us. "What can I get you to eat?"
"I'll get the orange chicken."
He nods and writes it down.
"The teriyaki chicken." He hands him his menu.
The waiter takes his menu than writes his order down before turning and leaving.
I pick up my napkin and begin to fiddle with it as Dallas stares at his hands. I pull out a pen and write something down on my napkin before handing it to him.
Me:
Hi.
Dallas:
Hey.
Me:
So how long do you think their going to have their session.
Dallas:
Maybe an hour or longer.
Me:
Well do you want to go some where after dinner?
Dallas looks up at me. "Like what?"
"I don't know. Where ever you want to go?" I shrug.
"Alright then." He says looking away.
The waiter came back with our food in his hands. "The orange chicken." He says putting it in front of me. "And the teriyaki chicken."
I grab my fork and start to dig in. This tastes weird but all well I'm hungry. I take another bite not bothering to look up from my food.
~*~*~
I quickly stand up and dash towards the bathrooms not being able to hold in the throw up that threatens to come out. I hear and chair squeak as it slides against the brown tile floor. I throw open the stall door and lean over the toilet, puking. I feel fingers glide against my neck as they pull my hair away from my face as I feel the throw up rise into my throat and come out. I flush the toilet before turning to look at him. Dallas is knelt next to me with a worried expression.
"I'm alright." I reassure him. "Just some bad food."
"Yeah it was pretty bad."
I laugh a little.
He grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet. "Lets get you home." He says pulling me out of the bathroom.
Dallas brings me over to the counter and he pays for our dinner before going outside.
I lean into him before whispering, "Thank you."
He smiled. "Your welcome."
I smile as I think of him running into the girls bathroom to see if I'm alright. I blush lightly as I think about it.
He lets go of my hand before going over and getting into the drivers seat. I get into the passenger seat and buckle in as he pulls away from the restaurant.
~*~*~
Dallas pulls open my front door for me. I walk in hearing the door shut behind me.
"Sounds like they're done." He states as he follows me into the kitchen. He sits down on a stool while I get a glass of water, rinsing my mouth out. A couple minutes of awkward silence spreads throughout the house before he breaks it.
"I think I'm going to head home."
I nod.
"I'll see you later, Sunshine."
I smile at the nickname as I turn and watch him leave. After I here the door shut I head over to my bathroom and quickly brush me teeth. I head over to my bed and grab my blanket and pillow. I can sleep downstairs. I go down into our basement and sigh as I lay down on the couch. Turning on the TV I pull Amazon Prime up and watch my TV show, Teen Wolf. A couple hours pass before I feel sleep drown me and makes me close my eyes. Goodnight world.
~Authors note~
Hey guys, sorry the chapters so short but it seemed like a good way to end it. Vote and comment if you liked it and listen to Dori when she says just keep swimming, but of course replace swimming with reading. ;)
Lots of hugs -Jay
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