A Fan Girl's Dream

Chapter Four

I watched him walk away and I seriously couldn't believe this was happening. I walked back to the changing room and changed back into my pajamas, grateful that Sebastian left first. I walked out to my car and saw Elena there waiting.

"Hey, El." I said as she was staring at her phone intently.

"Wait til you check your Twitter. It is blowing up!" She looked up at me with a smile.

I sighed with relief. "I'm so sorry I fucked up today, I just-"

She put her hand up to stop me. "Girl, I was speechless myself as soon as he walked on stage. You did great."

"He invited me on a predate."

Elena raised her eyebrow. "A predate?" I nodded. "That's... adorable honestly. Okay. Have fun. I'll see you tonight. Do not be late!" She reminded me before kissing my cheek and walking away.

I climbed into my car and my phone went off. I checked.

1 unread message from Sebastian

I opened it still in shock of the days happenings. It was his address. I smiled as I texted back.

Thanks. I'm just going to go home and change and then I'll be on my way. Did you want to go to the party together? I can bring my dress and have the limo pick us up at your place.

I started the car and before I could drive away he responded.

That is perfect. Can't wait. 😙

I drove back to my house and thought of Sebastian the whole drive. Was this just for the publicity? Is this genuine? How am I supposed to know the difference anymore? I know everyone gets warned about this when you become famous, but I really didn't think it would ever actually apply to me. I don't feel famous. I just feel like me, the normal Jenna who wore braces until 17 and married her first boyfriend. Now Sebastian fucking Stan is asking me on date, on live television! I tried to shake the thought out of my head but I couldn't. I'm sure the lunch would clear some things up before the party tonight. I just have to power through. I can do that, I can do that.

When I got back to my place I left some food out for the cat. Scott was an older boy, so he rarely left his bed in the living room unless he was hungry. I cleaned out his water bowl and filled it before texting Elena the address the limo should pick us up. She replied with a "Perfect" and a winky face. Honestly I was surprised she wasn't asking me more questions but I guess that could wait until I actually had something to tell her.

I pulled the dress out from my closet, the plastic wrapping keeping the extremely expensive garment safe. I remembered my argument with El about it. I thought it was ridiculous to spend this much money on a dress I'd never wear again but she insisted it was important for my image. We went back and forth until I agreed, reluctantly, on the condition that we would donate the dress later. It would be a gorgeous prom dress, so maybe we could do a giveaway? I think El would love that idea. I have to remember to tell her tonight.

I quickly gathered some makeup and anything I may need for tonight. Luckily my hair still looked perfect, thank you Emily. I decided to go with a casual plain black dress for the lunch date. It was tighter but not overly sexy. It's something that I would definitely wear on the first date, not like the dress Sebastian saw me in earlier. The thin spaghetti straps showed off my shoulder tattoo that I loved. I felt like me.

For a moment, I almost stopped panicking about what was happening. Until I remembered where I was going. How the hell was I going to hold it together? I'm supposed to just pretend like I'm not a wreck, falling apart at my celebrity crush smiling at me from across the table? I audibly groaned, I was definitely going to embarrass myself tonight. But I took a deep breath, put on some flats, and put his address in my Google Maps. I sent a quick on my way text and he read it instantly.

Can't wait!

I read his response as I got in my car and immediately blushed.

I was so screwed.

But again, I took a deep breath, put my car in park and did what the robotic voice told me to do. Until I was outside of the home of Sebastian Stan. There were no cars in the driveway so I guess he was one of those few people that actually used his garage for it's intended purpose. I parked in front of the garage doors and walked to the front door. My phone vibrated and I checked it before knocking. It was El.

Hey, do me a favor and at least try to get laid. If you don't, I'll never forgive you. Xoxo

I laughed, maybe a bit too loud. Because when I was typing a response back, the front door opened. "Jenna?" Sebastian stepped outside and I stood frozen, fingers on my phone, midway through the text I was typing. "Have you been here long? Is my doorbell broken?" He walked out to look at the doorbell.

"N-no, no. I just." I held up my phone. "El texted me. I wanted to answer before I rang." I gave a smile, hoping it didn't show how nerve racked  I currently was feeling.

"Oh, good." He smiled before coming to wrap an arm around me. "Come on in, sweetheart. Unfortunately, I didn't really have anything to make for lunch, but I ordered us some pizza, I hope that's okay. It was the only thing I could think that would get here soon enough."

"Pizza is perfect. Thank you." I leaned up to kiss his cheek before walking through the doorway.