I stood in front of my closet, no idea what to wear since I didn't know what Lukas had planned for us. As far as I knew he could take me fishing or who knows what else... After debating whether or not to go with chic and elegant or casual but sweet is mixed it all together being prepared for some scenarios.

I went for loose curls, natural makeup, black jeans and a forest green blouse, same color as my eyes. I threw on my leather jacket to top it off and put on my black high tops. Didn't knew if Lukas was going to like it but I at least I did. I was pacing in my Livingroom, I have to admit I was a bit nervous because I never really went on a real date before and the movie theatre doesn't count because you can't talk while watching a movie...I hope we're not going to the movies... I don't like that as a date, Jesus what's taking him so long.

I heart a knock on my door and my heart immediately skipped a beat. I sighed deeply before putting some last-minute volume in my hair and opening the door. Lukas was dressed in grey jeans, a black button up shirt and his leather jacket, and it looked so good on him. For once his hair laid neatly on the top of his head. I giggled at the sight because he did an effort to comb his hair when actually I like it messy. Between his fingers he was holding a beautiful red rose and the smile on his face, that was an entire sight of its own.

"Hi." He said, smirking at me as he gave me a once over his eyes tracking every detail. He took a step towards me, letting himself in but that was just Lukas and I kind of adored him for it. Not kind of, I just do.

"Hi." I chuckled at the thought he carefully said hi like it was the first time he saw me while all I wanted to do was put my hands against his chest, stand on my top toes and kiss him, gently but surely also passionate. He stretched his arm out in front of him, handing me the flower as he put his lips in a straight line trying not to laugh. "I stole it from your neighbor's garden for you." I laughed when I took the flower, smelling it. When the word stole hit my eardrums, I burst out in laughter shaking my head at his honesty.

"First stealing phones, now flowers, what's next?" I chuckled while walking to my kitchen and putting the flower in my, until now, empty vase. But Lukas followed my trail and when I turned around, he was right in front of me, quickly placing his hands on either side of me on the counter.

"How about I steel a kiss to set the mood for tonight?" He whispered his face inches for mine while my lips were already itching to lean in and feel the warmth of his kiss.

"Go for it." I giggled, looking up, his eyes meeting mine, the look in his eyes sending shivers down my spine, the good kind. He slowly leaned in. At first only brushing his soft full lips against mine, teasing me, making me crave more, before pushing me up against the counter, our bodies becoming one while his hands trailed up to my face cupping it perfectly.

His thumb caressed over my cheek as he slides his tongue over my lip and I grant him access, letting him take control. This kiss was certainly setting a mood right away, a mood I was looking forward to end on a high, quite literally. His hand moved to the back of my head, pushing his fingers through my hear as his tongue explored me, surprising me when he pulled my bottom lip between his teeth. God this kiss was so divine, it instantly made me want more, more than kissing as the tingly feeling between my legs was driving me insane.

I trailed my hands over his chest, sliding them into his neck, pulling him closer as if that was even possible, but then he slowly pulled back, finishing our passionate kiss with another brush of his lips over mine. His eyes looking just as lustful as my entire being was at that moment. I don't want to stop.

"W-What kind of a mood... are you trying to set exactly?" I said, completely dazed by the incredibleness and warmth of that kiss and of course the look in his eyes had me mesmerized.

He quickly pecked my lips like he couldn't get enough of it. "The one that ends with me taking off your clothes." He smirked before kissing my cheek which made his words sound almost sweet instead of daring.

"Well, if that's your plan, it's kind of working." I chuckled while putting my hands in his neck, leaning in to go for another kiss but he took my heads in his, away from his neck and started walking backwards to the front door.

"Later you can do to with me whatever you want, but right now we have to go and enjoy our date." He smiled, giving me another once over with those seductive eyes of him, not really calming me down as he was clearly undressing me mentally.

"Wait! One thing...Come here..." I said pulling him to a stop. I stood in front of him, his hand in mine but I needed my hands to whatever had been itching at my fingertips since the moment I opened the door. I pulled my hand out of his and went straight for my aim, putting my fingers through his neat hair, ruffling it up to its usual messy state. Lukas looked at me with a questioned look in his eyes and a frown on his face. "What? I like it messy like this, it's more you." I smiled, lighting up his face as he shook his head with a smirk draped across his lips. I liked him the way he was, with all his edges and flaws. They made him, Lukas. My Lukas.

"Come on, we have to go..." He said while taking my hand and dragging my out of my apparent, our fingers intertwined and my mind curious as always but instead of asking too many questions I decided to just watch him walk in front of me and let him lead me into hopefully amazing first date.

When we arrived outside, I was surprised to see his bike instead of his car and now he really had me wonder what we were going to do. It was pretty cold outside for this time of the year so I hoped the lovely ride wouldn't freeze my ass off.

I stood next to the bike, my hands at my sides, while Lukas unclipped the helmet from the steering wheel. "What are you waiting for? Hop on." He smirked while handing me the helmet, the only one for that fact.

I took the helmet from his hands and put it on my head, feeling safer already. I didn't like the first five minutes on his bike when he first took me along but after a while, I made peace with it enjoying the breeze on my face, which kind of felt freeing. "You seriously need to buy and extra helmet Lukas, I kind of feel guilty taking yours." I shook my head, not trying to lecture him but just basically looking out for him, a bit worried we could fall, or crash and he's unprotected.

"Don't worry about me Snowflake, I'll be careful. I'm most likely to crack my head open with whatever I have planned for us next so don't worry about me not wearing a helmet just yet." Okay now I am worried. He smirked, knocking his knuckles on the top of my helmet with a smirk on his face. "Now get that beautiful ass on my bike." He laughed, swinging his leg over the motorcycle and looking at me over his shoulder with a smile I could literally die for. I sat behind Lukas, wrapping my arms around his waist and holding on to him tightly.

After a nice, slow and safe ride with the autumn breeze blowing o, my face we arrived at a parking lot and when he killed the engine, he patted my thigh to say it was safe to get of the bike. Even though I kind of enjoyed the ride, I was happy to set foot on solid ground as I took the helmet off. "What is this place?" I asked him while gesturing to the large building at the end of the parking lot, tall neon signs lighting up our faces with bright colors.

"Little miss impatient, just wait and see." He smirked while taking the helmet and securing it to the bike. "Are you cold?" He asked, a hint of worry in his eyes when I shuddered for a second and I had to admit my hands were freezing. Without letting me answer he took my hands between his, blowing his warm breath on them which strangely gave me a very intimate feeling and of course warm hands. He stared at me while he kept blowing on them, his eyes being lit up with neon colors, but those didn't hide the affection he was radiating from them. "Let go inside, you'll be warm in a second." He said, letting go of my hands while starting to walk towards the building, my curiosity spiking. He threw his arm over my shoulders, pulling me closer to him while we walked closer to the neon signs which made me think about a bowling alley or an arcade.

To my surprise Lukas held the door for me like a true gentleman, and he wasn't even trying. When I walked in my heart was filled with joy when I didn't see the expected arcade or bowling balls but a roller rink, lit up by a disco ball and bright neon lights. This is going to be fun.

"Did I surprise you? Cause your jaw is literally on the floor." Lukas whispered near my ear, his lips buried in my hair, while I just stood at the entrance with a smile plastered on my face.

"Yeah, kind of, I didn't expect this from you." I chuckled while looking up to meet his eyes adoring the sight in front of him with a glisten in his eyes, that sight being me.

"What can I say, I'm full of surprises." He said while taking my hand in his and walking backwards towards the rink. "What did you expect?" He said, questionably frowning his brows.

"I don't know, underground fighting, strip clubs, bars, poker nights..." I joked making fun of his tough image following him around like flies on a cow.

He shook his head with a smirk on his face and I felt a comeback itching at his lips. "Nhaaa, those are only for second dates." He laughed, pulling me over to him as he places his hands on my shoulders. "Besides, I don't go to strip clubs and I suck at poker." He chuckled, the smile on his face even bigger than it already was.

He leaned against to counter where we could get our skates, all personnel occupied with something else as there was nobody behind the desk. "You, the school's womanizer doesn't go to strip clubs?" I giggled, unable to believe he has never been to one.

"Nope, plenty of desperate girls at college to do that for me... For free." He said while widening his eyes at me, but something didn't sit right. I knew he used to be like that, but it stung a bit to think about the many girls he has been with. Many of those with killer bodies giving him the spectacle of his life, something I could probably never compare to. "Bells, I'm kidding." He said, flicking his finger on the tip of my nose, something that became a habit of his whenever he wanted to get my attention away from my thoughts, or when he knows something is bothering me. That last one the reason why he flicked it this time.

"Yeah right!" I said, my tone more annoyed than I intended. I crossed my arms, rolling my eyes to the back of my head and turned my face away from him, keeping my gaze focused on the people roller-skating at the rink. I don't know why I never realized it, really realized it, until it just came out of his mouth. Never thought hearing him say it, even though he was joking, would bother me so much.

"Bella, come on... You know I'm not like that anymore. Not since I met you..." He said, sounding disappointed with my thoughts and mood swing. He sighed deeply when I rolled my eyes again and slightly shook my head with disbelief. "Hey, look at me..." He whispered; his voice almost cracking but I refused to look at his sad expression. "It was a joke, don't overthink it." He sighed and from the corner of my eye I could see him put a hand through his hair. He stood tall, no longer leaning against the counter, just a step away from me. "Look at me..." He his voice almost begged.

I gave in and looked at him, even though my head was about to explode, the image of all of his conquests haunting me, telling me I will never be good enough. I will never compare to them. They're tall, beautiful girls, with lots and lots of experience, who are seductive and sexy and what am I just a boring hag. His expression was calm and troubled frowning his brows, probably not knowing how to talk himself out of this. "What?" I shrugged my shoulders like a child, feeling ashamed of mu thoughts, ashamed that I don't have more confidence to mentally flip off those girls.

He shoved his hands in his pockets as he parted his lips to speak but the words stayed stuck at his throat. He closed his eyes for a second until they very intensely met mine. "Just listen, I can't change that part of my life, not even for you because what's done is done. I never thought it would bother you so much-" My sigh cut him off as I wanted to lie and tell him it didn't bother me at all, but he put his finger in front of my lips, efficiently silencing me. "And don't tell it doesn't because I can tall in the way your reacting to a stupid joke... I don't know what going on in your mind right now, but do you want to know what's going on in mine?" He said as he closed the gap between us, putting his hand on my cheek before running his thumb across my skin. It had me so mesmerized I couldn't answer him with words, so I just shook my head. "You! I can't stop thinking about you and all that matters is being around you Bells. Those girls meant nothing to men not a single one, but you do, so if you're asking me, they should be jealous of you instead of the other way around. I don't think you know how much I like you... And if that's not enough, if I'm not enough... I suppose we should go... I'll drive you home, if that's what you want." He finished with a deep sigh; the hand that was hugging my face seconds ago fell to his side with disappointment while his words ate away at the thoughts haunting my confidence.

"Are you guys here to skate?" A clerk that came out of nowhere said from behind the desk but I only had eyes for Lukas who was looking at me, disappointment dripping from his face. "Hello, what will it be?" The clerk said quite sour.

"What will it be huh?" Lukas cleared his throat, asking me whether or not I wanted to stay, his grey eyes and demeanor pleading me to do the last.

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