When I put my bags and things on the floor, I ran to my dresser. I picked out a dark green surplice neck velvet dress with a pair of Jimmy Choo champagne coarse glitter fabric platform heels. Then I got my Louis Vuitton bag and put them on my bed as I was my makeup off and shower again and shaved because you never know what could happen. I then put a lot of makeup on and put my outfit. I put my hair into two plait buns. It was 7:15 so I text him the address giving him plenty time to get here.
It was now 7:55 and there was a knock at my door and I open it to see Armando with a bouquet of flowers. He was in a suit looking smart and his hair was curly, which looked natural. 'Look who got all dolled up for our little date' he said handing me the flowers. I put them in a vase and got my bag and my keys and shut the door. He let out his arm for me as I took it. 'You look good as well is curly your natural hair'. I said as we walked to his car. It was a Lamborghini and I stood staggered. He opened the passenger door for me and seated me. 'Yes it is my natural hair' he said as I smiled. He shut my door and got in the drivers seat. 'This is going to be a long drive so hold on tight' he said to me.
He drove off. I took this moment to look out the window. Then a sudden thought come into my head what if he doesn't like me or what if I'm not good enough. He noticed that my leg was bobbing because I was panicking. He looked at me and put his hands on my thigh rubbing it. 'It's going to be okay y/n, I know you are thinking of what if I'm not good enough. Would I take you on this date if you were not good enough?' he said as I looked at him. 'Would I?' He said again. 'No, no you wouldn't' I said getting a smile from him. 'Then stop worrying'. He said. Although I calmed down and my leg stopped bobbing and I was okay, he kept his hand on my thigh. Quite a firm grip. I just realised how big his hands were and how veiny. It was hot honestly.
We both felt the tension in the car so he put on the radio. 'Y/n on this car journey, I want you to let loose. Sing a bit and calm down, no one is here to judge' he said. Swim by Chase Atlantic came on so I had to sing it. I opened the window and stuck my head out of it, my back on the opening of the window arching my back. I stayed like that until it got to the middle of the song. So I sung 'Pop a couple pills in the daytime. Heard you got a friend, what's her head like? Probably should've fucked on the first night. Now I gotta wait for the green light. I don't wanna wait for no green light. Narcolepsy got me feeling stage fright. Luckily I float at insane heights. Luckily, luckily, luckily, yeah. Location drop now' I kept singing, and I felt his eyes on me but I didn't care.
I went out the window again only this time, I arched my back to get his attention he noticed me doing it and licked his lips. He pulled me down. 'I said have fun, not hurt yourself' he said. I decided to mess with him, 'okay' I said really bratty. He said 'You wait, any more fooling around and it's you with your legs shaking not able to get up'. When he said that my cheeks went red, you could even see it through my makeup. He saw me blushing and smirked. 'Ugh are we there yet' I groaned. 'We are nearly there' he said.
We got to a park with a water fountain in the middle. It was quiet, not a soul around. He let me put the car as I sat down on the bench in the middle taking deep breaths and closing my eyes feeling more at peace. 'I brought you here because it reminded me of you. You are in need of somewhere quiet, because there are too many voices in your head,' he said 'the reason I wore a suit was because I knew you would dress up so I did'. He sat next to me and he put his hand on my thigh and told me to take one big deep breath. So I did. I closed my eyes to take it all in. Little did I know Armando was looking at me the entire time. When I open my eyes I see him looking at me smiling.
'What?' I say giggling. As soon as I finished saying that he pressed his lips onto mine passionately. I straddle him and kisses him back as I stroke his hair. We break the kiss as he looks at me and smiles. 'Want to come back to mine?' He asks and I immediately nod. How could I miss the opportunity to go to his and see what it is like.
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The dream life
FantasíaY/n a woman living her dream life and her dream job at just age 20. But everything changes when he comes into the picture...