As I'm changing into a dress to go out again tonight there's a knock on the door. I walk over and open it to see Bob.
"May I help you?" I ask innocently.
"Babe, I was just playing!" He says and pushes his way in.
"Have a good laugh did you?" I cross my arms. I wasn't actually mad. I just like to mess with him.
"Would it make you feel better if I said I wanted to take you out tonight?" He steps closer to me and puts his hands on my hips.
"Like a date?"
"Yeah. Just you and me." He pulls me closer to give me a quick kiss which just turns into us making out for a minute.
"I can't keep this charade up when you kiss like that. I would love to go on a date with you." I say as we finally pull away.
"I should kiss you more often then." He smirks.
"You should." I bite my lip.

"Bob, this is beautiful." I say as we finally arrive. We walked down a couple of streets until finally we were at a little restaurant on the beach. There was fairly lights hanging up and there was tables in the sand. Our waiter leads us to a table and we take a seat.
"I thought you might like it. It's got a nice view even for it being nighttime." He says motioning towards the water. The only light is the moon eliminating the ocean. It's honestly breathtaking.
The waiter takes our drink orders and we both decide to get the chef special. Lobster pasta. I had ordered a lime margarita and Bob stuck with a beer.
"You having fun, Princess?" He asks.
"Bellamy Blake, is that you?" I tease and he rolls his eyes.
"Actually can you say that in his voice." I joke.
"If it makes you happy," he clears his throat.
"Having fun, Princess?" His voice is deeper now and the Bellamy voice is in full effect. My heart swoons that he did it to make me happy. And also because Bellamy Blake is my favorite fictional character ever. Well alongside Rick Grimes.
"Can you just talk like that the entire night?"
"I'm offended. You still like Bellamy better than me." He feigns being hurt and I laugh.
"I love your character, Bob only because you play him so well. You're an incredible talent. He wouldn't be my favorite if you didn't portray him." I explain. Even in the dim lighting I can see his cheeks get red.
"Babe, stop." I know he's not use to compliments all the time. He might have fan girls throwing them at him but I know he's still not use to it.
"No. Bob, you're an incredible actor. You take a roll and you make it your own. It's just amazing to see you on set. You can be joking around before they call action and when they do, you completely transform. I've seen so many actors and actresses but hardly any of them can actually make me truly believe their character. Not only that, but you're a true honest friend. The passion and love you have for other people is inspiring. I love that about you. I..." I swallow hard. I need to tell him I love him. Especially after my rambling about how great he is, it's the perfect ending.
"I love you." I say. He's quiet and I wait patiently. I don't know if he does love me and maybe he's not there yet, and if he isn't I'd be okay with it.
"Chefs special?" The waiter says as he places both our plates down in front of us. I break eye contact with him to turn to our waiter.
"Thank you." I say and he nods before asking us if we needed anything else. I ask for another margarita knowing I'm gonna need it.
Once he leaves I nervously meet Bobs eyes.
"No ones ever told me that before. They always say they like my acting but the way you described me...I just... thank you." I bite my lip and nod. So he's not going to say it. It's a bitter pill but I swallow it anyway. If he's not ready, I'm not going to push him.
"You're welcome." I say. My voice almost a whisper. He picks up his fork and twirls the pasta on it. I watch all his movements precisely. If he's not going to say it can he at least say why. Or at least just say he isn't ready. I feel like he totally disregarded that I said it.
"This is amazing." He states as he finishes chewing the pasta. I pick up my fork and try the dish too, he's right, it's pretty good.
"Oh, and Liv? I love you." He says, almost causing me whip lash as I look from my plate to him. He's smirking.
"You...you did that on purpose?!" I scoff. I take a piece of ice from my cup and throw it at him. Now he's full on laughing and I can't help it and I start too.
"You should've seen your face!" He says as he calms down.
"Not funny! I put myself out there like that and I thought you were just blowing it off!"
"Baby, did you honestly think I wouldn't say it back?" He grabs my hand.
"I don't know!" I groan and he just laughs some more.
"Liv, I love you. A lot." My heart skips a beat hearing the words again. A girl could get use to this.
"I love you. But don't ever do that again!" I pout.
"I love you."
"You already said that." I smile.
"Get use to it, I'm going to be saying it a lot more often."

A/n:
Fun fact, every time you saw the name 'Bob' in this chapter, it originally said 'Bellamy' bc my ass forgot what I was writing for. Luckily I caught the mistake. Anyways, sorry for the super late update. I've been busy with personal stuff and with the other books. But hopefully I'm good to go! Hope you enjoyed!