The Ladies Man

“What are you wearing?” Madison asked.
This.” I walked out of my bedroom in a tee with a skull on it and a pair of skinny jeans.
“So, not sexy.” She said. I glared at her. “Where is he taking you anyway?”
“We’re just going to see a movie.” I replied.
“Dude, that’s what teenagers do on dates.”
“Dude?”
“I had a moment. But seriously, nothing grown up?” She asked.
“Technically this is only our third date since you insist that going for drinks was our first. Also, there will be no sex. So I see no reason why we should make a big deal out of this.”
“Fine, but if anything happens you have to tell me.”
“All right. If by some strange intervention something happens, I will tell you.” I said. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket I pulled it out to see a text from Ashley. “He’s downstairs waiting. I’ll see you in the morning!”
“Are you kidding? I’ll be waiting up to hear all the juicy details!”
“Madison! Nothing will happen!” I yelled as I walked out the door.
When I got outside, Ashley was leaning against his car looking cocky and confident.
“Hey Belle.” He smiled as he opened the passenger door for me.
“Hey Ashley.” I got in and he walked around to the driver’s side.
We started driving and eventually got to the theatre. We walked inside and that’s when I realized that I didn’t know what movie we were seeing. I looked at the listings and didn’t see many interesting things. A couple of kids movies, a lot of action flicks, nothing that looked too good.
“Ashley, what movie are we seeing?” I asked.
“Casablanca.” He said.
“But that movie is more than 50 years old!” I exclaimed.
“This theatre runs a classic movie series. They change it up every month.” He explained.
“Interesting, have you seen it before?”
“No.” He shrugged. “But I hear it’s good and I know you’ll love it.”
I blushed, that was sweet.
“You wait here while I get the tickets. Want anything to eat?”
“Gummies would be nice.”
“Sure. I’ll be right back.” He walked off towards the ticket counter.
This was going well so far. I couldn’t believe he thought to take me to an old movie. I had seen Casablanca a million times, but never with a guy, this would make it interesting. And I could never get tired of Humphrey Bogart.
“Here you go.” He handed me a bag of gummies and we walked into the theatre the movie was playing in.
We got settled and in a couple of minutes the movie started. I was smiling through the whole thing. I looked over at Ashley and his eyes were glued to the screen. That boded well. Once it got to the end I started to tear up. I never liked the end of this movie. I knew it was the right thing to do, but I still wanted Ingrid Bergman to stay with Humphrey Bogart. Oh well, we can’t have everything. Then the lights came up.
“So what did you think?” I asked Ashley.
“It was good. That Rick guy was so cool.” Ashley replied.
I smiled, that was awesome that Ashley liked it. “If you liked Casablanca you might also like The Maltese Falcon. Bogart plays a cool detective in that one.”
“Maybe you could show it to me.” He said.
“Maybe.”
We walked out to his car. It was dark already and I was looking forward to getting home and getting to sleep. Finally we pulled up to the apartment building and Ashley walked me to the door.
“Well I guess this is good night then.” He said. He turned to leave, but I grabbed his arm.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek before pulling away. “Good night Ashley.”
I went inside and sure enough, Madison was sitting on the couch waiting for me.
“How was it?” She immediately asked. She looked like a dog drooling for it’s bone. Well she wasn’t going to get it tonight.
“It was nice. We saw Casablanca and then he brought me home.” I said.
Her face fell. “Aww. You’re no fun.”
“I did kiss him on the cheek before I came up though.” I added.
“Yay! Now we’re getting somewhere!” She said.
I laughed. “When are you going to get your own boyfriend so you can stop living your crazy fantasies through me?” I asked.
“Never! This is too much fun!”
“Creep.” I hit her with a nearby pillow.
“But I’m your creep.” She said.
“I know.” I said dryly. I quickly got into my pajamas and crawled into bed. For a first, no third date, that wasn’t too bad.

Ashley’s POV:

I pulled up to the house and got inside quickly. I felt strange. My skin was tingling all over. Especially my cheek where Belle had kissed me. I pulled out my phone and called Andy. He would know what this meant, or at least I hoped he did.
“Hello?”
“Andy, it’s Ashley.”
“Hey, so what’s up?”
“I just got home from my date with Belle.”
“That’s nice. How’d it go?”
“Good, we saw a movie and then I took her home.”
“Still no sex?” He sounded shocked.
“No.”
“This one’s a good one Ash, keep her.”
“Noted. I called because I feel strange.”
“Strange how?” He sounded a little worried.
“I’m all tingly, especially my cheek. Belle kissed me there before I left her place.”
“AWWW! That is so cute!” Andy said in high-pitched voice.
“What does it mean?”
“You don’t know?”
“No Andy, that’s why I called you.”
“Right.” He mused. “Did you ever have a crush when you were little?”
“Sure, who didn’t?” I said, not seeing his point.
“Remember how it felt when they touched you or noticed you?”
“Yeah, it felt good.” I said, remembering.
“That tingling you feel is what it feels like after puberty.” He explained.
“Oh. So this means I have feelings for Belle.”
“Yes Ash. That feeling has probably been growing ever since you met her.”
“Oh. I think I need some time to process this.”
“Sure, just don’t do anything stupid.”
I nodded before realizing he couldn’t see me. “Right. Night Andy.”
“Night Ashley.” He hung up the phone and I just stood completely still for a moment before I put my phone down.
I slowly walked up to my room. This was a lot to think about. This was a first for me, and that wasn’t something that happened often.

Notes

Just a note that I'm also posting my stories on Wattpad under the same names just in case something happens to this site. I'm sightly paranoid… ANYWAY, please comment.