The One and Only [COMPLETED]

Chapter 26

This chapter is dedicated to HarlemDiggity, because I admire her writing to the extreme! I just started reading one of her books today, and I COULD NOT stop. I was hooked like a fish to a fishing line. No joke.

^^^ Above is Hailey's dress.

The song is 'Love Me Like You Do' by Ellie Goulding ^^^ (I'm obsessed with this song, but it also goes with the chapter).

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT

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Andrew's POV

I've been preparing for my night with Hailey all day. I bought tons of vanilla scented candles, and looked up about a billion recipes. My plan was to make a nice, romantic dinner and eat it on the balcony of Justin's loft since it has such a beautiful view. I even thought about wearing a tuxedo, but decided that was a little out there. Besides, I can't tell her to wear a dress without giving away the surprise.

You're probably wondering why I don't just take her out to a fancy restaurant to eat dinner instead of running around like a mad-man to have a homemade candlelit meal. Well, I actually did consider that, but as quickly as the thought came it went. Because I realized that Hailey deserved much more than that.

I want to show her how much I truly love her by putting effort into this. I want her to see how much I truly care for her, and how lucky I am to have her in my life. I've been an entirely different person with her by my side.

Honestly, I've never been so in love.

Smiling to myself, I unpack the candles from the shopping bag and place them on the counter until I'm ready to arrange them on the balcony. Next, I put all of the ingredients that I'll need to make a fancy pasta dish, whose name I can't pronounce, on the island. It's after I check off the ingredients and amount of candles, that I realize I'm missing something.

Music.

I tap my finger on the counter as I think about my current situation. I don't listen to sappy, romantic songs, so I have no idea where to start. Maybe Justin has some albums he wouldn't mind letting me borrow.

"Justin!" I yell from the kitchen, knowing he's upstairs.

"What?"

"Where do you keep your albums?"

Faintly, I hear a sigh. And then the sound of feet shuffling across the floor echoes in the silence. A few moments later, Justin appears in front of me with his hair sticking up in all directions and dressed in only his boxers.

"You woke me up to ask me about music?" He looks at me with disgust as he runs his fingers through his hair. "You couldn't just look for it yourself?"

"Oh I'm sorry," I say sarcastically. "I didn't realize you were still asleep at one in the afternoon."

He frowns at me and looks at the clock, his frown deepening. Then, mumbling, "Well, I was you son of a bitch."

"Well now you're awake, so go get me your albums," I shoo him away, and he mumbles incoherently as he walks to the living room.

"Why do you want the damn music anyway? Don't you have your own?" Justin asks while he shuffles through a cabinet on his dark wood TV stand.

"Yes, but my music isn't exactly date material so..."

At this, Justin looks up at me with a smug grin on his face. "Oh, I see what's going on here. I bet you're planning some sappy romantic date with little miss Hailey Adkins. You'll have a candlelit dinner under the stars, and neither of you will be able to take your eyes off of the other and all that shit," he finishes with a triumphant smirk.