Lily’s Point of View:
I sat down in the chair that was pulled out for me by Scott. It was to my surprise that he actually kept his promise of us having dinner. Since he had a busy schedule and was barely home I thought it would have slipped his mind. And to put the icing on the cake we were at my favorite restaurant. I was indeed impressed.
“You didn’t have to go through so much trouble.” I said, knowing that getting reservations here could be a pain. Le Bernardin was one on the most popular restaurants. Any and everyone visits here. “It was no big deal. Besides you deserve it.” Scott replied, sending a smile towards my way. I returned the gesture.
“So how are things at the office?” I started to make small talk as my eyes scanned over the menu. “Nothing’s change, but the amount of work that is being piled up on me everyday.” Scott seemed frustrated with his company lately. I don’t blame him. They wake him up early hours of the morning and keep him out during the latest hours of the night.
It was crazed if you asked me. “So how are things going for you?” He questioned, as he sipped the wine the waitress just poured for the both of us. “Well I have a couple of photoshoots scheduled for next week. Nothing hectic.” I replied, nonchalantly.
“Speaking of photoshoot. I saw your cover for Cosmopolitan laying on the side table the other day. You looked beautiful.” Scott placed his hand on to mine as I beamed up at him. “Why thank you.” I had no idea he even cared or took noticed. That small comment meant a lot to me. As our dinner was placed before us, I thought it would be fun to bring up an old memory.
“Scott do you remember how we meet?” my teeth gazed the fork that was coated with fettuccini. A chuckled escaped from Scott. “Of course I do. Last year at a holiday party.” He smiled at the thought of our very first encounter. I decided to push the boundaries further, to see how much he truly remembered.
“Which holiday?” I wanted him to enlighten me on every little detail possible. “Thanksgiving.” Scott spoke with confidence. Imagine how much money he were to lose if this question was thrown into a bid.
“Nope.” I said, popping the p purposely. He raised his eyebrow. “Wait. It was New Year.” Scott was certain he was right, but of course wrong again. I mentally rolled my eyes. “It was Christmas.” I said, as a humorous smiled spread across his face. I didn’t find it quite a funny at all.
I suppose it was only fair to give him a chance to redeem himself by asking another question. The one should be easy. “Do you remember what color dress I was wearing?” This was way to easy, I would literally have to stop myself from smacking him across the face if he gets this one wrong.
“Now that’s easy. It was red.” I smiled, happily knowing he hadn’t completely lost everything above. I composed another question in my mind. “How about what you said when you first approached me.” I said, as he smirked. “If I could recall you approached me.” He said, taking another drink. “Oh really now? I know for a fact that it was you that came up to me giving me a compliment on my dress.” I refused to be defeated when I knew that night like the back of my hand. Scott’s mouth form into an o shape as he realized I was right.
“Do you even remember the comment that you made?” I asked, hoping that bit of information didn’t miraculously fade away. “Lily this was so long ago. How am I suppose to remember every detail. Shouldn’t the future matter more than the past?” Scott said covering up his lack of knowledge.
I sat there in disbelief. The man I’ve been with for a year, couldn’t remember how he had meet me. To make matters worst that damn phone of his went off.
“Sorry, I have to take this.” Scott apologized, before taking off. I was completely applaud that he excused himself. Especially out of all nights. The one night we were suppose to have without any interruptions was ruined.
I sat there for a moment thinking about the event that had occurred. How could Scott forget something that happened just last year? One of the most important things off all at that matter. How we meet. Then there’s Justin who popped into my mind for some very strange unknown reason.
I met him two years ago yet he remembered every detail about how we came into contact. Hell he even remembered the name of the dress he ruined. Even though it was one of the worst encounters I have ever had in my life. He has managed to make me forget about how terrible it actually was.
I could actually laugh at the experience now that I think about it. It went from being the most embarrassing incident, to something I can just smile at while shaking my head. I suddenly came to my senses. Since when do I compare Justin and Scott? That was completely unacceptable to have even had the thought about Justin. What is wrong with me?
I should only be thinking about Scott. Speaking of the devil, he was taking an awfully long time to make his appearance back at the table. I began to grow worry, despite my rage towards him at the moment. I still care about him. I snapped back my clutch purse, pulling out my white iPhone to notify him.
As turned it on, the bolded words of Justin was spread across the screen. I raised an eyebrow in suspense. I surely don’t remember exchanging numbers with him. Someone has some explaining to do. I watched as the message came across the screen:
“I hope you didn’t mind that I added myself as a contact ;)… Anyway I was wondering how was the date going?” Even via text manages the kid still manages to be flirty. I rolled my eyes while my finger hovered over reply.
“Thanks for taking my phone without my permission. By the way do you have something in your eye?” I ignored what questioned about the date in hopes he wouldn‘t ask again. As I awaited only a moment later for Justin appear across my screen once again.
“Very funny. Well you didn’t answer my question about the date. Not going so well?” I wasn’t in his present, yet he still had to ability to read my mind. There’s no point in hiding it now.
“It was going well until I asked Scott to recall how we first meet. It pretty much went downhill from there and when his phone went off.” I pressed send as I looked up to find Scott rushing back in. I slipped the phone back into my clutch. Scott took a sit in front of as if he didn’t spend majority of the night outside on the phone.
If he wasn’t going to tell me why he suddenly had to leave, I was going to questioned it. “What was that all about?” I asked, trying my best to hide my anger, but of course it was getting the best of me. “Well I got a call saying we have to attend a banquet Monday night.” I inwardly groaned at the thought.
“Do we have to?” I sang out like an annoying child. But I couldn’t bare with sitting at that type of event for hours with a smile plastered on my face through the whole night. When truly I could careless about what is occuring.
“Lily you know how important these things are to me. I couldn’t possibly turn it down.” Scott replied, no longer wanting to hear my excuses. I sat there silently in defeat.
Well I wish the memories of us meeting each other, were just as important to you as your job is. I suppose not.
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Allured {Book #1 Lilly & Justin Series} *Justin Bieber Fanfic*
FanficAllured - the power to entice or attract through personal charm. “You’ve convinced yourself that you're satisfied with the same daily routine. Truth be told you could seek a little more excitement.” “My life is laced with every bit of excitement.” “...