Katherine's POV:

"Aleks! Which shoes would look cuter? The gold strappy ones," I hold up the metallic stilettos in one hand, "or my nude wedges?" I question aloud, holding up my favoured shoes.

She pulls a earbud out and rolls onto her stomach, staring intently at the two different heels. She bites her bottom lip, mentally pondering on which pair I secretly want her to pick, before she answers, "nude wedges. First date, don't want to be too dressy in case you guys like, go on a hike."

"A hike?" I raise an eyebrow and pear down at the dress I chose paired with my casual, golden jewellery. As if sending my distress, she hastily adds, "I don't think that'll happen, I was being flippant. He'll probably take you to dinner or a movie, the wedges will be casual and more comfortable, plus the really tie your whole outfit together."

I nod hesitantly, before slipping the wedges on. Nothing wrong with old reliable. I glance at my appearance in the mirror above my dresser and frown, twirling around to get a real good look at my outfit. I know Andy is a rockstar, and he mainly chooses to dress in dark colours, primarily black, but that doesn't mean that I have to, right? I mean, we aren't official, or anything, hell, I don't even think we are anything. We've kissed three times, not including the day we slept together because I was drunk and secretly hated the guy. So that doesn't count on any level. Does it?

With a sigh, I plop down on my unmade bed, collapsing into the comfortable mattress and just staring at the ceiling. I'm nervous, way too nervous for this date. I don't remember the last time I was ever this nervous about anything, about going on a date with a guy! Maybe its because I really like Andy,m or because he's famous and may have expectations. I hope he doesn't.

After what seems like only minutes, a soft knock is heard on our front door, and Aleks flashes me a small smile, before going to answer it while I gather my bearings. The first thing I did when I got home was tell hr, and while she was very excited for me, at the same time she told me to be careful, and to not let him overstep anything I'm not comfortable with. It's so bizarre that a couple months ago, I hated her and thought she was a freak, how things have changed.

I grab my purse, shoving my wallet, phone, compact and spare lip gloss in there just in case. I rake my hand through my hair one last time, before quickly smoothing my dress out, and I reveal myself to the tow of them.

Andy is happily chatting with Aleks about the promotion of their new record - a topic that Andy and I have never once discussed. I'm pretty sure that he doesn't know that i know that he's famous, and I intend to keep it that way. For as long as possible at least. He shuts up instantly, and turns his full attention to me, his eyes noticeably widening and raking up and down my form.

I smile at him, and shuffle awkwardly on my feet before Aleks sees to get the message. She claps her hands together and makes a show of shooing me towards him, "alright you two! Out! Have fun, and Andy, I expect her home no later than midnight, do you hear me?"

He laughs quietly, his gaze never once wavering from mine, "I'll try Lek. You look beautiful, ready to go Katie?"

Aleks raises her eyebrow at my newly developed nickname, reserved for Andy and Andy alone. I know she'll pester me about that when I get home, but for now, I'm too excited for my date to care.

I grasp his outstretched hand and allow for him to pull me to his side, leading me out of the dorms.


Andy's POV:

Wow. Just, wow.

She looks amazing, I mean, she always looks great, but she just looks... wow.

She clutches onto my arm in her typical adorable fashion, hr smile practically taking my breath away.

"So, where are w going?" She pipes up after a few silent moments.

I smile at her cuteness, "it's a surprise. You'll just have to wait and see," I tease her, making her pout her full lips, and damn, that's hot.

I put my hands on her shoulder, stopping and spinning her around so we face each other. "None of that," I breath, leaning my lips to almost touch hers, before pulling away with a smirk. She whines, lightly punching my arm but grins, unable to hold it back.

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"Oh my god! I never knew about this place, and I've lived in L.A. all my life! How did you find it?" Katherine exclaims, our hands interlocked as we make our way from the Italian restaurant.

"A magician never reveals his secrets," I grin, joining in on her infectious laughter.

Dinner went way better then I imagined, and not because of the food, which was excellent, but could not compare to the girl as my date. She told me about herself, acting like we hadn't previously known each other, which was, nice. I told her about growing up in Cincinnati, how it's basically the opposite of California. She asked what I did for a living, which she honestly did not know beforehand, and i hesitated, before steering the conversation away from that topic. I didn't want her to know about my being famous, I liked the fact that she liked me for who I was, not the fame that came along with it.

There was one moment towards the end, where we had the typical cliché moment, where we fought over who would pay for the cheque. She argued quite a lot, much to my amusement, but eventually, she folded, pouting as i handed the waiter my debit card. It seemed that she just kept on getting adorable.

Now we were walking hand in hand along one of the many beaches in L.A. It was her choice, as she claimed that she rarely went to the beach when she was younger, and we just talked as the waves crashed along the shore.

"Katherine, I was wondering if-" I started.

"That's like the first time you've ever called my by my real name," she interrupted.

I gave her a pointed look, adn she shut up, smiling brightly in the moonlight. God she was beautiful.

"I waas wondering if-"

"If?" She giggled, mocking me a bit.

"Shut up," I groaned, and she made a big show of locking her lips and throwing away the key.

"I had this giant speech planned out, but honestly, I feel like that'd take to long, and make thsi date even more of a cliché than it already is. So will you be my girlfriend?"

She's silent for a while. Too long. Which is strange, since she hasn't shut up all evening. Maybe I got it all wrong, and she doesn't like me in that way?

"Are you really that dumb that you need to ask still?" Her voice shocks me, and I look down and our gazes meet. She's smiling, and a lot closer than she was before. I smile as she puts her hands gently on my chest, resting just over my heart.

"I'm offended that you felt you needed to ask, she breathes as she closes the distance and our lips meet.


Katherine's POV:

"Why again, did you wear high heels?"

I giggle and pat his chest lightly, smiling innocently up at him, "because I wanted to seem classy and sophisticated, so shut it. You like it as much as I do, don't try to deny it."

He laughs, adjusting his hold on me before he stops, and kisses my cheek, and then starts to walk again. Andy being the gentleman he is, literally swooped me off y feet the second I claimed me feet were starting to hurt. I mean, sure it was a bit beause i wanted to be closer to him, but part of it was real, I swear.

He sets me dwon on my feet when we all too qucikly reach my dorm, and I frown as he looks down at me. Even in high heels, there is so much of a height difference, holy shit. I knew he wa tall, but i didn't think it was this much.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" He murmurs, tilting his head down, his voice suddenly low.

I nod, smiling as he connects our lip, just as the door opens. Aleks makes a squealing sound, and grabs my arm, tugging me away from my boyfriend. Boyfriend, I like the sound of that.

"I'll take it the date was a success? Good! By Andy! you'll get her back tmorrow, if I let her!" She giggles, shutting the door in his laughing face.

Then she turns to me while I fidget nervously. "Alright, tell me everything!"

Notes

cute little chapter
ug, I'm sick again! So I'm not too in love with this. I do, however, aodre the outfit I made for Kate!

qotd: least favourite holiday?

mine is Valentine's day