Colliding Hearts

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Bonus Chapter #3 | Dylan & Hannah

𝐃 𝐘 𝐋 𝐀 𝐍

Sharp outfit? Check. Flowers? Check. Good hair? Always.

Bringing my hand up to knock on the door of Hannah’s apartment, I stop mid-air like I have done the past five times I’ve gone to knock, but talked myself out of it. Why am I so nervous? Suddenly the door opens, revealing Hannah on the other side.

“I could hear you pacing and talking to yourself for the past ten minutes,” Hannah giggles, shrugging her shoulders.

“Right...ok impressive start Dylan,” I say to myself, making her giggle some more. “I’m not the best at this if it isn’t obvious.”

“That’s okay. Neither am I,” Hannah admits. “But we see each other all the time. It doesn’t have to be different.”

“Well, yeah, but this isn’t us just normally hanging out,” I scratch the back of my neck.

“I know,” Hannah blushes.

“Oh, these are for you,” I say, handing the flowers over to her and she smiles, taking them from me before she invites me in so she can put them in water before we leave. “I don’t know if you’re a flower person or maybe you’re allergic, that wouldn’t be good. Wait, what are you supposed to do if someone has an allergic reaction to flowers?”

“I’m not allergic,” Hannah smiles before walking over to me and kissing my cheek. “It was very sweet, thanks Dyl.”

Get it together, man!

“Shall we go m’lady?” I bow, holding out my arm and she laughs before taking my arm and we head out of the apartment.

“So what are we doing?” Hannah asks, since I hadn’t told her the plans for the date. Mostly because I kept changing the idea thinking they weren’t good enough. “Considering we had to get very dressed up.”

“Well, first you look beautiful,” I tell her in which she smiles, thanking me. “And second, it’s a surprise,” I say as if that’s not the most cliche thing ever. “One we have to drive to,” I say, opening the passenger door for her to climb in.

“Hmm, ok, I’ll play along, but if you drive us into a river, I will not be happy. You’re as bad of a driver as I am. Do not tell the girls I admitted that,” Hannah tells me, and I laugh before agreeing. She gets in and I close the door before heading around to the driver’s side. Setting off, I pull off campus and head towards our date destination.

“What did you tell the girls?” I ask Hannah, knowing our date was a secret from all of our friends. We didn’t want to experiment with our feelings towards each other to have it not go anywhere and it’s awkward for everyone.

“I said I had a date I just didn’t say with whom,” Hannah shrugs. “You?”

“The guys weren’t in any way. Noah is having family time and Aiden is with Sierra,” I explain. “Glad they weren’t if I told them I was going on a date, they’d be shocked I never usually take girls on dates. It’s been since high school last time I had a girlfriend.”

“Really?” Hannah asks, and I nod my head. “Well, then I’m glad to be your first date since then,” Hannah smiles and I smile back before pulling into the parking lot of the Los Angeles Ballet. “The ballet?” Hannah smiles and I park the car before turning off the engine.

“Yeah, well, you dance and you love it. You love talking about it. I thought this would be something you would enjoy,” I scratch the back of my neck, worried I’m wrong.

“You’d sit and watch the ballet with me?” Hannah asks in awe. “This is not your kind of thing. Why would you do that?”

“It makes you happy,” I tell her, and she smiles, before leaning over to kiss me, which wasn’t the first time we had kissed or made out. “And that, that to,” I say as she pulls back and laughs. Getting out of the car, I open the passenger side door for her as she takes my hand and we make our way inside. Walking into the building handing our tickets we make our way into the theater before finding our seats and sitting down. Once everyone was in, the lights dimmed and the curtains opened.


Applause fills the theater as the curtains draw to a close. Every person stands up clapping and I look over to Hannah, seeing the admiration in her eyes. The lights come up and everyone slowly disperses.

“What did you think of the performance?” I ask Hannah as we walk through the theatre, making our way outside.

“It was amazing,” Hannah gushes. “Thank you for taking me and sitting through it. I know it’s not your thing, it means a lot,” She smiles and I shrug.

“Well, how about we continue the night and go get ice cream?” I suggest cringing at myself since I suggested ice cream over a fancy meal.

“Oh, my god yes I’m craving ice cream,” Hannah says making me laugh before we walk off hand in hand to the nearest ice cream shop, which was thankfully just around the corner. Heading inside the shop, we make our way to the counter.

“I’ll take mint choc chip, please,” I say to the person behind the counter. “Han?” I ask her as she looks at the menu.

“Two scoops of cookie dough please,” She smiles before the girl makes them. Handing them over, I hand her the money before placing the ice cream up to Hannah’s mouth knowing she will complain about me paying. Even though we haven’t been on dates before, we’ve spent a lot of time together and the arguments we’ve had over paying go to a whole other level. Until we mutually decided we would alternate, but it was her turn to pay. But I wouldn’t let her pay on a first date. “I hate you.”

“I know,” I smirk before taking some of my ice cream. “I would not let you pay on a first date,” I shrug and she rolls her eyes.

“I get the next two times then,” Hannah sticks her tongue out at me and I chuckle.

“Whatever you say,” I tell her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders as she cuddles into my side while we walk. “So how have I done?”

“You did very well, 10 out of 10,” Hannah smiles and I fist pump the air. “You’re such a goof,” Hannah laughs.

“Don’t care,” I say, kissing her head. We finish our ice creams and head back to campus, both of us awfully singing along to the radio. We are terrible singers. Walking up the apartment building we make it outside her apartment door. “So I don’t know how dates end. Do we hug or kiss or...” I trail off before Hannah shakes her head and kisses me.

“Just kiss me, you idiot,” Hannah mumbles and I chuckle before wrapping my arms around her and kissing her deeply.

“That works too,” I tell her before going to kiss her again.

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