This verse is so cute.
Forrest felt nervous. He never remembered feeling so nervous in his life and yet, as he stood in the lobby a few minutes before six, he found himself riddled with nerves.
He wished he had a hat or something. Playing with keys or a phone might look impatient or bored he decided not to do either. He stood in the lobby with his hands in his pockets and checked his watch, seeing it was five after six. Then, the elevator door opened and he looked up, seeing Evelyn.
She had changed from her work clothes to a dress and heels and she let her tied back hair, out. She seemed a little nervous herself but she looked lovely. It made Forrest feel all the more flustered and he saw that she was waiting for a compliment, an acknowledgement…something. And all Forrest could do was look at her and grunt slightly, still wishing he had a hat.
They went to a near by lounge, a nice, quiet place that was full of business type people, so the atmosphere was full of talking, but it wasn’t loud or crowded. He pulled out Evelyn’s chair for her and once she sat down, he went to the other side and sat down too. A waitress came by and took their order and once she was gone, Evelyn bit her lip again and said,
“So…Forrest…how was your day?”
“It was busy.”
She nodded, understanding since she worked for Howard. She struggled to find the words to carry a conversation and Forrest himself felt so awkward and he hated that he couldn’t speak. He always had this problem, too introverted to speak, only when he was being threatened did he find the proper words to defend himself, his brothers, his business…now he was on a date he remembered why he didn’t pluck up the courage to ask Evelyn out sooner.
“You look nice…”
It was half mumbled, half whispered, but Evelyn heard him and she lit up, sitting up straight as she said,
“Thank you. I didn’t think what I was wearing before was appropriate.”
“You would have looked nice either way.”
She blushed that time and Forrest wished he could just pay her compliments all day. He wondered if it bothered her that he couldn’t really make conversation and he knew what his expression looked like. Jack and Howard often told him that Forrest looked as if everything bothered him and it never bothered him before. But it bothered him now because he wondered what Evelyn thought.
When their drinks came, he felt a little more relief because now he had something to do. He looked at his glass and held it, turning around and seeing the whisky in the tumbler and he saw that Evelyn had some kind of champagne drink. They drank slowly and smiled at each other now and then and by the end, Evelyn didn’t know what else to do.
Forrest wished again he could speak. He wanted to tell her how lovely he thought she was, how wonderful she was and how smart and how she lit up Forrest’s day when he saw her and how he had no real reason, never had a reason to go see Howard, but he would go and listen to his brother mock him while he sat in his office, for at least an hour so it looked like he had a valid reason when he was just watching Howard work. He did it so he could see her. He wished that he could explain how he just wanted to tell her all this but because he couldn’t, he left tokens on her desk, little terms of affection because he lacked the words. When he was confronted with the fact that Evelyn knew, he had to ask her out and he couldn’t believe she said yes to him.
Though he was starting to think she was regretting it by the way she glanced down and off to the side of the room.
Forrest took her home and once the cab stopped, Forrest asked the cab to wait and he walked her to her door. She fiddled with her keys as she said,
“Thank you for the lovely evening. I had a wonderful time.”
“I’m sorry the conversation as lacking.”
She smiled and shook her head.
“I understand. I’m not exactly the best at it either.”
Forrest felt some relief hearing Evelyn understand.
“Can I take you another time? Maybe on the weekend, for dinner?”
She smiled and said,
“Yes. I would love that.”
Forrest gave a slight smile and Evelyn stepped closer, kissing his cheek.
He stood at her doorway until she went inside and the door clicked shut. Then and only then did Forrest go back to the cab, a smile on his face.