A/N: this is a bloody long chapter but I think it's my favorite one yet!! he picture is giving you an image of what Lizzy is wearing to the bbq! Hope you enjoy xxx
Yesterday I've not done the same mistake again. After I finished in the office I went straight home, changed into my running clothes and went for a long run. I didn't go as fast as usual as I was still pretty much exhausted from everything that's been happening throughout the week but at least I had a free head afterwards. And I definitely felt better this morning when I arrived in the office. Maybe also partly because it's Friday and I have two free days ahead of me.
However though, all the nervousness and overwhelming emotions came flooding back throughout the day. The more everyone in the office keeps going on about the bbq at Joe's tonight the more I realize how absolutely not chill it would be. At least not for me anyways. Sophie is really looking forward to it. I can tell by the way she's currently going on about how much fun Bill and Jones – two people from the crew, apparently – are at gatherings like these. I would be fine with meeting Bill and Jones, I guess. But earlier on Joe briefly mentioned that the boys from New Hope Club would be coming so I'd finally get to meet them. Great. And, as if that wasn't already enough for my not so much grown up fan girl heart, I definitely heard him on the phone with at least one of the boys from The Vamps ending the call with 'See you tonight'. I'm already dreading this evening.
At least I can concentrate on some work in the afternoon as Dean has sent me some pictures that I now have to edit for the Instagram account. I'm so focused that I barely notice Sophie coming up behind me. 'That's some great work you're doing there but it's time to call it a day.'
Surprised I look at the watch on my wrist. 'Time definitely flew by this afternoon', I say and Sophie chuckles. 'Guess it does when you love what you do.'
She's definitely right. I had so much fun editing the pictures. And not just because I have been looking at four beautiful boys all afternoon. Well, a little bit maybe. But, apart from the view, I really do enjoy the work I've been given.
I close my laptop and grab all my belongings before I follow Sophie out of the building. A couple people greet us on our way out, asking if they'll see us at Joes tonight. This is so not gonna be a small gathering.'Damn it how big is Joe's garden that he's got space for all these people?', I say, more to myself but Sophie still laughs.
'It's not that big but it's not gonna be as many people as it may seem.'We walk out on the street and a warm breeze hits my skin. It's definitely the perfect weather for a bbq. 'Don't worry about it, it's gonna be great. If you feel more comfortable not showing up on your own, I can pick you up? In like two hours?'
The second Sophie asks me that I feel a huge weight falling off of my chest. She really is an angel in a human body.
'That would be great', I say and she squeezes my arm.
'I'll see you later then', she says before she opens her car door. I walk a couple streets to where I parked this morning and drive straight to my apartment.
I leave my shoes and my bag by the door and go straight to the bathroom. I strip out of my clothes and take a quick shower, trying to relax under the pressure of the water droplets hitting my skin. My mind keeps wondering though and soon enough I have come up with five different scenarios on how the night could go wrong. One of which being me telling the boys about being a fan and them asking Joe to make me leave because they find it creepy.
Why are you like this? They are all so nice, why do you make them seem like arrogant assholes in your head?
I step out of the shower and wrap a big towel around my body.
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