I anxiously parked in front of her house with a cup of tea and a donut for her. I jogged up the pathway and knocked on the door three times.
"Hey!" Gypsy happily smiled as she opened the door. She looked beautiful. She was wearing a vintage Fiona Apple t-shirt along with dark wash jeans that were cuffed and the inside lining was a flannel pattern. Her hair was thrown into two space buns and stray hairs fell onto her face. "Come on in."
"Is anyone else here?" I asked. I never knew who all would be here since there were so many here. It was no different than when I lived with the rest of One Direction though.
"Thank you for the tea. I think Elias is here...Grace might be here but she's probably asleep still." She gratefully took a drink of her tea and led me downstairs into the basement. "Hazel and Amelia mentioned something about shopping today so I guess that's where they are."
I nodded. Once we made it down into the cozily decorated basement I noticed the Beach Boys were playing softly in the background. She pointed to the couch I sat on last time I was here while she walked away to get the bin of polishes. I had already thought about what design I wanted before I left my house.
"So, what design do you want today?" Gypsy asked as she sat down in front of me. I pulled out my phone and showed her a picture of what I had in mind.
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"Is this doable?" I nervously asked.
She nodded immediately. "Definitely. It'll just take a bit longer to dry, that's all."
I shrugged. "Fine with me. That means more time I can spend with you." Her cheeks turned rosy, making mine turn rosy as well. She was adorable when she got flustered which I've come to realize is often.
She selected five different polishes that she'd need to use and laid them out on a tray that was resting on my lap. Gypsy instructed me to be still and to not move my hands until I was allowed so I did as she said and instead quietly hummed along to the music that faintly played in the background.
