(Y/N) POV
It was basically 3:30pm when you got home. You were so tired and were fighting the urge to fall asleep in class all day long. "A nap couldn't hurt, right?"You started walking up the stairs to your bedroom, but tripped, earning a small scratch that began to bleed on your left knee. "Ouch, thank god it isn't too bad." You continued making your way to your room and went to your bathroom to wash off the blood. After, you changed into your house clothes and laid in bed ready for a nap. You made sure to set an alarm for 6:00pm to start getting ready for the party later. You were still so nervous and excited, but you were so tired that you quickly fell asleep after putting your phone down.
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*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
Time to get up. Today seemed to be going by so slow... probably because you've been waiting for this day to come all week, and now you've been waiting all day for the party.
You got up and headed to the restroom to take a shower. The nerves were finally kicking in. "Am I really doing this? Am I really going to tell him how I feel?" So many questions were running through your head, and the 'what if's' started pouring in too. "What if I ruin our friendship? What if he stops talking to me? What if he doesn't feel the same way?" Anxiety started to creep up, and man, did you hate feeling anxious. You changed the water temperature to cold — freezing cold to distract you from the anxiety. "Alexa, play Chase Atlantic on Spotify." If anything can get you out of this funk, it was going to be Chase Atlantic.
After a couple of songs, you felt immensely better and got out of the shower. It was almost 6:40pm. Time to get ready.
You blow dried your hair, so you would be able to curl it later. After blow drying, you sat at your desk and started applying your makeup. You were always pretty simple when it came to makeup. You applied your primer, foundation, concealer. Then, did your contour and bronzer followed by blush and highlighter. Now time for the brows... the worst. Everyone always says that they should be sisters and not twins, but you beg to differ... they need to be twins. You're a perfectionist that's why. After finishing your brows that seemed to take forever, you popped on some lashes.
"Oh, I should text Iwaizumi-kun."
(F/N)
Hi Iwaizumi-kun!
Can you let me know when you're almost here?Iwaizumi
Sure 😊
I'll prob leave in 10(F/N)
See you soon!"Okay, I still have like 20ish minutes to finish getting ready." You turned on your curling iron and started curling your hair.
*OHMAMI by Chase Atlantic starts playing...*
"Oh shit, this is my song!" You started singing along, and honestly you felt like a bad bitch. All the anxiety and nerves were gone... for now. You finished curling your hair, and slipped on the clothes Oikawa chose for you to wear tonight.
You were wearing a black crop tank top, black biker shorts, with a blue jean moto jacket. The shoes you're wearing tonight are Nike Dunk Lows 'Coast.' (A/N: I was looking through Pinterest trying to get inspo for an outfit, but everything was too like formal, lol. So this is one of my fave outfits rn.)
You looked in the mirror and took out your favorite lip gloss and put some on. You smacked your lips together and ruffled your hair a bit. "Perfect." You smiled at yourself.
YOU ARE READING
𝗖𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗻 ♡ (𝗜𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘇𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗔𝗸𝗮𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶)
Fiksi Penggemar"𝐓𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞... 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥." Hajime Iwaizumi is your childhood best friend.... and the love of your life. Does...