Kurt was nervous.
She was meant to be there in fifteen minutes, it was quarter to six now and the movie started at six-thirty. She had told him she would be round to pick him up, it would just be easier that way. He had put on his favourite shirt; Navy blue and plain, he wore it everywhere he went and didn't feel the need to dress up tonight. He was also wearing his oldest pair of jeans, held up by a belt he had just gotten the week before, Kurt despised shopping and even more so when it was for pants. Kurt was expecting it to be a cool night as well and had decided to put on a light grey jacket that he had bought his first week in the city. Something he had begun to enjoy however was shoe shopping, wearing a new pair of grey converses he liked the way they went with his jeans and shirt. Trying to occupy himself, Kurt quickly sprayed some cheap cologne on, the same cologne he always wore, it was the only bottle he had after all. He then moved into his bedroom, propped himself up on the bed and continued reading a book she had demanded he look at a fortnight before, it was a soppy teen drama book, but he could never say no to her and her wishes.
Kurt didn't understand why he was nervous, she was his best friend, they'd known each other since high school and this wasn't even a date, just the two of them catching up. Still, he found himself short of breath, his hands sweating and constantly adjusting reviewing his outfit mentally, wondering if maybe he did need to put on a flashier shirt. Pre date flutters but it wasn't a date and that un-eased him even more so.
The beep of a jeep horn sent him spinning from the book. Throwing it on to the floor and leaping out of the bed, he dashed to the front door and stopped toe check himself. Quickly patting his pockets, assuring himself of all the things he would need; wallet to pay for the tickets, his phone and the keys to his tiny flat. Hurrying out the of the flat and slamming the door behind him, Kurt made the short dash to her car, opened the passenger door, jumped in and shut it behind him.
The car was an eclectic mess, but that suited her personality, she could find order in this chaos where no one else could, the interior was filled with old make-up bottles, school books and CD's, he shifted his feet until they were resting somewhere they wouldn't crush anything. He looked at Polly for the first time that night, she was wearing a blouse with flannel patterning, she must of bought it at an op-shop or some other charity store, Polly always said she couldn't justify spending too much money on a blouse. Kurt secretly knew she just enjoyed looking through all the retro clothing that people throw away. Looking down to her legs, a skirt he had never seen her wear before; Black with a low hem, past the knees and a pair of matching shoes. On her head was an extremely cute headband tied above her brown bangs. Kurt liked it better when she wore her hair like that, it framed her face better.
Polly smiled as she greeted him
"Hey man, ready to go?"
"Yeah no worries, lets head off," Kurt began saying as he slipped his seatbelt on, turning to her he continued " I like that head band thing, and the way you've done you're hair" as they pulled out of the narrow drive way of her building complex
"Thanks yo, Joop again?" she sniffed the air and smiled at him again, tilting her head as she did. As she always did.
"Of course" Kurt laughed, she always teased him about his lack of cologne choices.
They drove for about half an hour to the cinemas, chatting and laughing the whole way there. The conversation was rarely forced between the two of them, despite all the time they had known each other, the pair found something to talk about. The fact they both loved to talk always helped as well. They discussed what had been happening with mutual friends, whose life was worse, what their plans were for the rest of the week and the books they were reading.
"So are you going to be coming to the concert?" Kurt asked, he had wondered earlier whether he could convince her to come to one of the metal gigs he was heading to later in the year, despite all the common interests they had, musical tastes rarely crossed over, except for a few select bands.
"Mmm, I don't know, I won't really like the music will I?" Polly spoke back to him, pulling into the cinema parking lot.
"Still, it would be good to spend the day with ya and you might be able to enjoy your first mosh pit!" They both laughed at that.
Arriving at the cinema just in time, they still hadn't picked out a movie. Polly was infamously indecisive and Kurt too polite to force someone else to see something they didn't choose. It came down to a choice between two movies.
"So which is it then" Polly began "The one where the girl falls in love with the best friend, or the one where the best friend falls in love with the girl" she finished gazing back up to the showing board.
"Tough choice, we might have to take a POLL-y." Kurt said, barely able to contain his smirk "What do you want to see?"
Polly smiled disapprovingly of his terrible joke, she always laughed at Kurt's puns, out of pity or sincerity he still hadn't figured out. Still, she always laughed and that's all Kurt wanted.
