Luke
We were both sat in the limo and all I could think about was what to say, I had a million words in my head, but then as she was here looking like Vivien Leigh out of Gone with the Wind. I completely lost my cool and small talk, the thing I hated more than anything came out of my mouth.
"Do you still want to go?"
"Where?" she asked as she avoided eye contact and had on those glasses. I hated people who spoke to me with their glasses on, it was so damn rude.
"To the wedding?"
"I wouldn't be in the car if I didn't want to go."
"I know, but I just wanted to double-check with you."
"Yes."
Then we were back to square one.
"It will take thirty minutes to get there. We're a little late. The service probably has started."
"Okay."