Author’s Note: Day 5 of 20. Feedback? Always welcome! (And if you guys requested these stories, let me know if you like them?)
Word Count: 1,144
You walked back to the table from the restroom, willing
yourself to make it through the rest of the night. Your best friend had dragged
you out on a double date, and here you were, stuck in a booth beside William.
He seemed nice enough, but the conversation was dull and you didn’t seem to
have much in common. You had come to help your friend, to be her wing-woman;
but she seemed to be doing fine on her own. Sliding back into booth, your rolled
your eyes when you glanced across the table; your friend practically on the lap
of her date.
“For fuck’s sake.” you muttered under your breath. You
thought you were being quiet enough in this noisy restaurant, but William had
“Do you want a ride home?” he whispered, clearly
uncomfortable with the situation at hand.
“Oh God, yes.” you blurted out. “Sorry, not because of you.
This whole… situation… it’s just weird.” you clarified, grabbing your coat
and pulling yourself out of the booth. You shrugged it on, William sliding out of
the booth behind you. You noticed he was taller than you had originally noticed in the dim
lighting of the restaurant. You took a step towards the door, a voice stopping you in your tracks.
“Where are you guys going?” your friend asked, finally
breaking eye contact with her date; realizing you were heading outside.
“Home.” you said, straightening your coat.
“Have fun.” she giggled, wiggling her eyebrows at you at you
“That’s not what I meant.” you muttered, rolling your eyes . “Text me when you
get home.” you sighed, noticing all her attention had gone back to her date
. William tilted his head,
motioning for you to follow him, knowing that any attempts to get her attention
would fail. He held the door for you, exiting the restaurant into the clear
“Thanks for getting me out of there.” you said. “That was so
“I’ve never gone on a date and been so weirded out that I
couldn’t eat.” he agreed. “I’m in the parking garage down on St. Andrew’s.
Sorry it’s so far.” he said. “Everyone in Toronto seems to be out tonight.”
“I don’t mind.” you replied casually. “It’s the first decent
night in Toronto in months.” you pointed out as you followed him down the
street. The spring night was beautiful, people flooding out of their homes
for nice evening; cars buzzing down the street. You glanced at William as you
passed under a streetlight, noticing how handsome he was for the first time all
evening. Maybe your friend had done you a favor after all.
“So, I didn’t learn much about you in there.” he said
looking over at you. “You watch hockey?”
“I do, yeah.”
Silence fell over the two of you. God, you notice someone is
cute, and words refuse to form. You cursed yourself internally. You took a
breath, trying to continue the conversation. “You’re from Sweden right?”
“My parents are. I was born in Calgary, spent the
summers in Sweden.” he responded, shoving his hands in his pockets.
You walked a few more paces, the uncomfortable silence
palpable. Ugh, maybe you should have stayed at the restaurant and watched your
friend swap spit with her date. Was he awkward, too? Or just uninterested? The
two of you continued down the street, stopping as a train of children came
running out of a brightly lit storefront. Looking
in the window you saw the store for what it was; an ice cream shop.
“We didn’t eat dinner, do you want ice cream?” William offered.
What could be the harm? This whole evening had been strange
to say the least, how could ice cream possibly make it any worse?
“Sure.” you said, hunger pangs hitting you when you stepped
through the door and into the shop; the smell of sweet waffle cones surrounding
you. You stood by the door, each of you studying the expansive menu of milkshakes
and sundaes. After a few moments a
little girl carrying a sundae dish as big as her head walked pushed past you. William’s
eyes followed her as she handed the dish to her mother, crawling into a chair beside
“What was that thing?” William questioned glancing back at
the menu trying to figure it out.
“It’s a banana split.” you responded. “Have you ever had
“I haven’t, it looks legit, though.” he said, eyes wide. “I’d be stuck
doing bag-skates all practice tomorrow if I ate the whole thing.” he said
“Want to share one?” you questioned, the words falling out
of your mouth before you could stop yourself.
“Sure.” he said, seemingly surprised, as the two of you
walked towards the line.
You fished a bill out of your bag, handing it to William who
shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” he said. “Wanna find us
You stepped outside, the weather too nice to pass up; you
took a seat on one of the metal patio chairs. William appeared a few minutes later, a
banana split, 2 spoons, and a handful of napkins in hand.
“This looks amazing.” he said, tucking himself into the
chair beside you. “You’ve had these before?”
“Yeah, my siblings and I used to make them all the time at
home.” you explained, watching as William took a bite.
“How many siblings do you have?”
“Two brothers and a sister, all older.” you said.
“I’m from a big family, too.” he nodded. “I have a brother
and 3 sisters. It was always loud growing up.”
It was like the floodgates had opened. After finding common
ground, the conversation flowed; everything from school, to hockey, your
families, hobbies. The two of you managed to knock out the whole sundae,
looking at your phone you realized you and William had been talking for the
past hour. You both stood, William throwing the trash away; you continued your
walk to his car.
“I hope that since I was able to eat half of that banana
split, it ensures you don’t get bag-skated tomorrow.” you smiled, stealing a
glance at him as you walked down the sidewalk.
“You’re a hero.” he replied. “I should be fully functioning
tomorrow at practice because of you.” he laughed. A group of teenagers was
coming down the street towards you; William took a step closer to you, getting out
of their way. His hand knocked into yours, his warm skin brushing across yours.
“Sorry.” he mumbled, a faint pink tinge colored his face. You caught his hand
in yours as he stepped away, tangling your fingers with his. Heat rose in your
cheeks as he caught your eye, smiling.
“Would you want to go out again?” he asked, looking at
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