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"Then we simply set him up with a series of bad dates." "What?" Dohana was baffled, and they instantly burst out of laughter. "You know, I have an idea," said Dohana taking her phone and dialling a number. "Miley hi, girlfriend, I need a favour. Can you get Tyler to find out from Luke how Jake plans to get a date for the vacation?" "Hold on let me ask him now," Miley said, texting her boyfriend. "Tyler says Jake has registered a profile on luxurydates.com, he's gonna pick a date from there."

“What?” He chuckled again, softer this time, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t really… I don’t know if I’m fit for the dating pool,” he confessed, the admission feeling heavy on his tongue. His insecurity killing him. “How would you know you’re capable if you don’t try it out?” Elle asked gently, stepping closer. “You know, little by little, you’ll get used to it.” “Okay, so…” “I have someone who wants to link you up with,” she said, already pulling out her phone. “Blind date.” She turned the screen toward him. "His name is Davis."

My heart pounds faster as I type in his full name on the search bar. Calum Dissick. There’s everything about Calum with a few time skips. His time in London is not recorded. The page has more details on his return to the stage. My mouth dries up as I scroll the page. When my eyes lower to the partner’s name, the no partner written in capital letters fills my chest with an unusual calm. It’s not like I care. But if I’m not allowed to date, then the same rule applies to him.

Of course, I didn't think of that fact he was going to ask who the so called prom date was and I was going to stare like an idiot Why didn't you tell me? "Who? Who's your prom date?" "Yeah" I laughed "I know right? That is so funny" "Cupcake?" "Yeah?" "Who's your prom date?" It's now or never "Um, his first name is Robert which is also his father's name and his last name is" I paused "Ly.sto.shiz. Yeah, his name is Robert Lystoshiz and that's my prom date.

"Why won't you look at me? Are you still angry about my mum's birthday? Why are you so stubborn? I had relatives there and I had always introduced Shane before you showed up. Coming at that time made things awkward. Why did you not leave the gift and leave before anyone noticed?" He took my hand and slipped a ring on my finger. It was a beautiful ring for a woman, but not the one I designed. He tried to kiss me but I leaned away, causing his face to darken. The next moment, Shane called. I caught her name on the screen of his phone. "I need to go. But be at the ceremony Hall tomorrow for our Ritual, don't forget," he said and hurried away to answer the call, slamming the door behind him. Att

***My real name is Donathan **Oh, Okay **Can I ask you out on a date? He did not waste a day and asked me out for a date, just like that. We just met last night, had a long conversation that is not worthy, and he's already asking me out on a date? What the actual fuck? I don't do dates anymore. I just ignored him for the whole day, but he's just unbelievably persistent that out of my annoyance, I just said yes for him to stop bothering me, but even after that, he won't just leave me alone.

Chloe rolls her eyes at him. I couldn't help but giggle at their small bickering. "Any luck with him?" I ask. "I wouldn't really say 'no luck' we would pass by each other in the hallways and he would sometimes smile at me." "You are seriously getting the wrong idea, Chloe," Ollie tells her matter-of-factly. "Yeah, whatever." She rolls her eyes once again. "The dude is known for having any girl he wants in this school, he even dated a chick who's in college. Where the hell are you getting your confidence? Plus, last I checked, dating him doesn't end well." He says with a concerned tone.

This idiot has a death wish. ~~ AN, Hey Babes, Please check my new novel, PROMISE ME, JAKE. Regular updates for that one will come after Don’s Fiancee. That’s the plan. Lol. Please do tell me if that book has a chance. Much love, ljxx

Fuck Christian Thompson to the moon, and if I see his face in fifty years time, it'll be too fucking soon. A smooth chin rubs against my shoulder blades, and I let myself accommodate my date's build. He nuzzles on me slowly, "He isn't interested?" I decide to finally settle on calling him Jake in my head. It doesn't matter what his name is anyway. All that matters is that he's here, and he's willing, unlike him. Ugh, why am I even thinking about him? I should hate him, and I have good reason to. Unlike him, who is probably just jealous of me.

I mumbled as I walked over to her and flung myself onto the couch. She searched his name and tons of articles came up. Not wanting to be tempted into reading what could potentially be lies about him I grabbed the laptop ignoring Christy's cry of protest and immediately went to images. I scrolled for what felt like forever but was just a couple of minutes and found that he wasn't photographed with a black woman that he was dating or rumored to be dating. "Well I guess he was telling the truth about that," Christy carefully took the laptop from me and shut it down.