PRETTYMUCH A BUMMER 4

                                    

                                          
Back into the laundry room it turned out that our clothes were actually finished and dried, i prayed that the paint didn't stain my clothes as they weren't cheap and cost me a lot. Zion pulled my clothes out the drier first with a smile on his face before grabbing his. After handing my clothes off to me he went onto examining his clothes so i guess he had the same idea as i did.
                          
"Im going to go change back" I said to him before walking out and into the bathroom, i  couldn't stop thinking about the way he looked at me when i told him  my reason for being out late last night. His smirk just kept popping up my mind. This caused me to almost bump into the closed bathroom door but i quickly stopped myself.  After finally taking off his clothes and changing back into mine, (No stains included) I walked back too the laundry room to thank Zion for being so kind and allowing me to wash my clothes here. I mean he could of been a jerk and just left me hanging. He was already half way changed by the time i got back into the room, his pants were on but his shirt was still off. 
                          
"Uh thanks for everything" I said rubbing the back of neck giving him a crooked smile as i tried my best not to look down at his toned abs. He swung his shirt over his shoulders before saying 
                          
"Its no problem i mean i couldn't just leave you there, with wet paint all over you"
                          
We both laughed and i blushed, watching as me moved some of his dreads from his face to look at me
                          
"Well i should get going.."
                          
"It was nice washing clothes with you.." He said with a chuckle, as we walked out the laundry room and towards the front door. But before i could even leave he stopped me.
                          
"Wait.."
                          
"Yeah..?"
                          
"Let me get your number, just incase you have another paint accident.." He said with a smirk and another chuckle. His comment made me let out a nervous/ i couldn't believe it, giggle. I mean he wants my number! Im pretty sure he knew that i probably had a washing machine of my own and actually wanted to call me, so this excited me but of course i handled it perfectly. 
                          
"Hmm sure but i hope you dont spam me about your laundry services.." I said looking into his eyes as i handed him my phone and watched as he put hid number in it.
                          
"Oh trust me i wont..but i may call or text you asking you out..." He mumbled as he handed me my phone back which caught me off guard.
                          
"W-What..?"
                          
"Yeah i mean do you want to go and get something to eat or something..i mean you dont have to but-"
                          
"Sure sounds fun" I said with a casual smile but on the the inside i was screaming because the butterflies in my stomach were now killing each other. 
                          
"Oh forreal cool cool...so you want to head out now or..?"
                          
"Yeah lets go eat now, my stomach wont stop growling."  I said rubbing my stomach but im pretty sure it was the butterflies cry's for help. We then walked out his house and towards the beach to grab something to eat. I couldn't believe it..I was actually going my first date with a boy..who actually asked me out before i could..This had to be a dream trapped inside another dream. But i quickly realized it was reality when i felt the bite of a mosquito on my left arm.