I write this story as my way to cope with my sadness. I miss Helen McCrory. This story is going to be reader x Helen with a slow burn story. Full of romance and drama. Not too vulgar.
I love and respect Damien but let's pretend they're not together...
"Hey Helen? If you're done, I'll be downstairs!" I shout outside her bedroom door.
"Alright! I'll be there in a minute" she shout back.
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This is my outfit
To be honest feel a little bit nervous but excited at the same time. It's been awhile since the last time I went on a date, beside the fact that I'm on a date with Helen. HELEN MCCRORY for heaven's sake.
A few minutes later, I hear a footsteps. There she is. Helen walked to the living room.
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Here's her look
"Okay I'm ready" she said excitedly.
I didn't respond. Helen look so gorgeous. My mind blown by her beauty. Until her chuckle brings me back to reality.
"Is this too much?" She asked still chuckling.
"No no.. that's perfect. You look beautiful" I told her.
"Thank you" she blushed, "you look beautiful too" she added.
"Nahh.. you just being nice" I laughed.
"No I'm not. I'm being honest" she said.
"Yeahh yeahh.. are we ready to go?" I asked.
She nodded excitedly. I called a cab and minutes later the cab was arrived. We went outside and get in the cab.
"Where are we going?" Helen asked.
"You'll see in a minute darling" I wink at her.
I've already reserved a table at some restaurant. This restaurant known as the most romantic restaurant in London.
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