How I Met Him

We all have a secret crush. Will this one stay or will it go?

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11. Getting ready

So. It's 7 on a friday night and the "work" date is on a saturday night. That leaves just enough time for me to get my crap together and stop running around my flat, smiling like an idiot and dancing to the pure silence of my living room.

Butterflies backflipped in my belly and my heart was lifting with happiness. Damn, this was gonna be one hell of a makeover for me...

I quickly went to bed that night, putting an outfit together in my mind.

When I had awoken, there was no strange dream stuck in my head, just the thought of... well, A DATE!

I quickly showered and washed my honey coloured hair, dried off and left my hair in a wet messy bun. I carefully chose an outfit that I had recently bought and tried it on, posing in my mirror. Perfect.

My phone rang. "Hello?"

"OHMYGODOHMYGODHIHOWAREYOU" I quickly turn my volume down and pretend to sound as excited, not knowing who the number was.

"Oh my god! We haven't talked for so long!" I replied, still no clue as to who I was speaking to.

"Hey, sorry about that, it's Sara." of course, Sara's little sister.

"Makes sense, the screaming is giving me a headache." I replied, struggling to tidy my now-covered-in-clothes- bedroom.

"Sooo... how is it in LA? Bet you miss me huh?" she said, obviously grinning behind the phone.

"Mhm, yeah whatever you say. LA is nice, got myself a "work" date tonight!" I say excitedly.

"Oh right I get it, work date." she says, mocking me.

"That's what I said too!" I say annoyed, like, why not JUST a date.

"Girl you gotta sort this shit out." she says knowingly.

"Oh wow thanks for the advice dumbass." I say sarcastically.

I then end the phone call, and accidently fall asleep in a peaceful nap, to then wake up two hours before the date.

"SHIT!" I whisper to myself as I get up a little too quickly, and started to travel through space.

After I recovered, I threw my hair in to a messy bun and dabbed some foundation on, Did a perfect wing from eyeliner and put some nude, matte lipstick on. Perfect.

I then got out my perfectly picked out, sexy but not slutty, formal, but not too professional outfit. He's defenitely going to want some of this when he sees me. WHAT. What on eart am I saying. this is 100% a professional date in which we will discuss my first day. All it is, all I will be telling muself from this moment on.

It only took me 20 minutes to curl my hair in big, round, golden curls. Now we play the waiting game...

A/N - PLEASE like this story it would mean soooo much to me

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