@blue_topaz
“Is he British?” Phoebe smiled. “Maybe you can play it for me sometime..”
“Is he British?” Phoebe smiled. “Maybe you can play it for me sometime..”
"He's American. And I can play some of his songs on guitar or I can play you the original," Elide shrugged, "Original probably better…"
“I’d love to hear you play.” Phoebe’s face lit up with a huge smile.
"Wait really? You don't have too, you know…" Elide blushed.
Phoebe bumped Elide’s shoulder with hers. “I’d love to.”
Elide smiled, "Okay then. Maybe after dinner?"
This brought a pink tinge to Phoebe's cheeks, and she shook her mussed hair in front of her face to hide it. "Does that mean I'm staying at your house until it's late..?"
"I-If you want too. You don't have to stay late but um… you can…" Elide ran a hand through her hair.
Phoebe's eyes followed the movement before flicking back down to Elide's beautiful face. "If that's what you want, then I'd love to," she said sincerely, tugging the other girl imperceptibly closer. God, how did I ever manage to win someone like her over? I must be dreaming..
"You don't have to if you don't want to, you know." Elide said quickly, trying to hide her ever growing blush.
Phoebe's eyes were now focused on Elide's blush. Agh, she's so cute when she get's flustered–
"I definitely want to," she assured her, ever-so-slightly tightening her grip on the other girl's waist.
Elide nodded, "Okay then…" She smiled softly up at Phoebe before leaning into her a little more.
Phoebe was absolutely drunk on happiness. She thought she might float all the way back, but her feet stayed firmly on the ground the whole way.
After what seemed like too soon, they arrived back at Elide's house.
Elide sighed a little as they reached her front door, "I don't want to leave you yet…"
"Me neither.." Phoebe confessed, reaching over to run a hand through the other girl's hair. "But I'll see you the day after tomorrow for our date, since it's Friday. Call or text if tomorrow get's too hard, okay?"
Elide nodded, "I will," She gave Phoebe a smile before pressing a soft kiss to her lips, "See you then." She bit her lip before heading inside.
Phoebe let her go, staring at the closed door for a moment longer before heaving a sigh, turning, and heading back home.
That night, she lay awake in bed, replaying the events of the day over and over in her mind.
Going to the party, how gorgeous Elide had looked, the panic attack, the awful news about her family, dancing……. the kiss.
She didn't go to sleep for a long time.
(Skip to the date?)
(sure!)
(Maybe Phoebe picks Elide up or something?)
(yeah sure, give me a mo)
(cool cool cool)
Phoebe rang the doorbell, shifting anxiously on her feet. Butterflies filled her stomach in anticipation of the moment Elide opened the door– she was already aching to see her friend.
Distractedly, she hoped she looked alright.
You overdid it on the outfit you moron.
She definitely hoped not.
(lemme pull up a pic of the outfit)
a shirt like this one https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/391953973816589061/ except not cropped, with a thin, knee-length denim skirt and a slim silver choker
Elide frowned at herself as she looked at her reflection. It's too much but there's no time to change… She released her breath and grabbed her purse and phone before heading downstairs.
She took a deep breath before opening the door, "Hey there."
(boop https://i.pinimg.com/564x/56/0a/a6/560aa6565f4ea817be6c45edee9416d8.jpg)
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