Chapter 22: The Date (I)

Leading her in, Mason felt quite nervous. He didn't know if she'll like anything or not, but he still wanted to give this date, their first official date, a chance. For her.

He felt like he was getting the pre-wedding jitters while walking down the aisle. In his mind, he had a scenario of a gust of wind blowing by and destroying his perfect date; the table and chairs flying away, the beautiful fairy lights hanging from the tree, rustling and falling down, the lanterns set up crashing down and the tent he had place infront of a projector, wanting to watch a nice movie with his Angel, flowing away. Clenching his fists, controlling his unpleasant thoughts, he looked at her to see her expressions, he just wanted to focus on her; whether she liked it or not. Nothing else mattered.

"I'd like to tell you something, Angel," he started as they neared the gate, "This is my first time taking a girl on a date," he said, nervously rubbing his neck.

Surprised, Angela stare