Chases POV

My hands were so sweaty that they almost slipped off of the steering wheel. I mean Becca looked completely calm while I was having a mental panic attack. I mean would she like the date I had planned for her?

I really hoped so and since it's Becca I know that she didn't like that romance stuff too much. So I had to keep it simple or she would feel uncomfortable and that wouldn't be good. I'm the only one who gets to feel nervous on our dates.

Usually it was the girl but no I was the one here driving and sweating like a cornered nun.

I laughed at my own thoughts and Becca turned to look at me while raising an eyebrow. I shrugged and I poked her in the nose and made a "bop" sound. She laughed at this as well until my phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I said and out it on speaker phone.

"Chase it's your mother," My moms voice came through the speaker.

"Yes. Now I'm driving so what would you like?" I asked kind of pissed that she's interrupting my date.

"So about Wesley, you said that you'd meet him but that was a whole month ago. You have to meet him soon, maybe tomorrow?" She asked and I could here a pencil clicking in the background.

"Sure mom. But I have to go I'm on a date," I said, irritation seeping through my voice.

My mom giggled, "Wesley said to use protection."

Becca blushed at this and I knew that anything of that sort wouldn't be happening for a long time. Well I didn't hope for that but I knew that she wasn't ready and I respected that completely.

"No mom. I'm not pressuring her into that," I spoke but I looked at Becca.

She slushed again and turned to look out the window of the car, mom had long since hung up on me. She was never one for goodbyes. Ha, see what I did there?

I finally pulled up to an old retro diner and I opened my door then ran around he hood and opened hers for her. "Why thank you kind sir," she said in a British accent.

I chuckled and walked her across the worn out parking lot that had faded paint on the sidewalk. I opened the glass door and the bell was sounded through the restaurant and a couple of people looked at me. That's when I looked and saw Naomi Watson on one side of the diner and My mom and Wesley at the other side.

Oh please someone kill me now.

I looked at Becca and she had the same panic-stricken facial expression that I wore. She sighed and then grabbed my arm and pulled me towards my mom and Wesley.

Oh no I was not ready for this. Nuh uh. Seriously? On my first date with a girl that I had liked for almost a month and I had to run into my mother and brother? And Naomi Watson of all people?

God is cruel.

I sighed and linked our fingers together for moral support. Well I needed it not her because I needed some restating or I might punch a wall or something rash like that. She squeezed my hand and gave me a small smile to which I returned thankfully.

"IS THAT CHASE?!" I heard the Wesley yell.

"Yes honey that's Chase," my mom said.

He turned to me with an excited puppy face and he pounced on me, hugging me. I mean I was 6'4 and everything but this guy was 6'0 and was all muscle so it was really hard to actually hold him up and Becca had to help me so I was actually still standing upright.

I patted his back awkwardly and he pulled away and looked at me and just smiled like he had won a prize in the fair.

Then he looked to my right and noticed Becca. His eyes widened, "Oh my goodness gracious. I'm so sorry I didn't realize you were there doll."

Becca chuckled and I grabbed her hand to show that she was mine. Wesley looked between our hands and back up at our faces and let out a shit eating grin.

"YOU GOT A GIRL!" He yelled.

"Actually," I coughed, "This was our first date."

I don't think his eyes could widen any more but they did so much that almost all of his irises were black. They slowly came back and he began talking rapidly.

"So sorry I didn't mean to interrupt- didn't mean to ruin your first date with this pretty lady- not that I would go after a girl that my brother likes cause that's like in the bro code and is a huge no no-"

"Wesley calm down," it was Becca who had spoke.

He nodded and then shook his head.

"Hey bro I thought that your dating a chick... What's her name again?" I asked.

He grinned, "Her names Naomi."

I almost choked on my spit.

A/N CLIFFHANGER. DUH DUH DUH.

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