The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! You were freaking out. You were about to go on a date with Phil! Ugh you were so excited. I mean, what WWE superstar would ask this plain girl out on a date? Well, Phil did. You wore a short black dress, so your tattoos showed. You teased your long black hair a little and put black eye shadow on.
You walked back and forth in your room, then the doorbell rang. You ran down the stairs, took a deep breathe, and opened the door. When Phil saw you his jaw dropped. “You- you look absolutely gorgeous.” He blushed. “Awe, thank you! So do you.” You chuckled and threw yourself into his arms.
“Awe,” he whispered. “Um, let me just get my stuff!” You told him and you went back inside. You grabbed your bag, keys and a coat. “Okay I’m ready.” You smiled and locked the door behind you. You and Phil started walking your way to the beach.
It was late in the evening so there weren’t that many people when you got there. Good. You thought to yourself. Phil laid down a blanket he brought with him and sat down. He patted on the spot next to him and you sat down next to him.
You were all shivering because you were cold, Phil noticed and wrapped an arm around you. At first you got a little shy, but then you smiled and thanked him. You cuddled up to him a little more and just sat there, cuddling, talking.
After a little while Phil laid down and looked at the stars. You laid down with him, resting your head on his stomach. “The sky is beautiful tonight.” You whispered. “Just like you.” Phil said. You looked at him and blushed.
“It’s late, I should probably walk you back home.” Phil said. “Yeah..” You smiled sadly. You both got back to your feet and started walking home. Phil grabbed your hand which made you chuckle a bit. He was so sweet and caring.
Holding hands Phil brought you home like he said. You didn’t want Phil to go yet, so you talked some more at your front door. You yawned a couple of times. “Go inside, you’re tired.” Phil chuckled. “But I don’t want you to go.” You blushed. “I could stay with you if you want me to?” He offered.
You didn’t say anything, you just pulled him inside with you. You pulled him into your room, got into you PJ’s and crashed down on your bed. Phil chuckled, took off his shirt and jeans and cuddled up to you. “Goodnight Phil.” You smiled while you looked at him. He cupped your cheek, pressed his lips on yours and told you goodnight as well.
