Y/N Y/L/N is a young, up and coming Hollywood actress. After auditioning and getting the role in a new rom-com, in which she plays the love interest of Glen Powell, she finds herself beginning to fall for him. With their 12 year age gap and Y/N's re...
I opened the door to my apartment to see Kendall lounging on my couch, her feet resting on the coffee table. When she saw me, she jumped up and let out a happy scream.
"Y/N!" she exclaimed.
I held up my hand and she grabbed and pulled me into a tight hug.
"You knew, didn't you?"
She gave me a sly smile. "Maybe."
"So, Kendall," I said. "Will you be my maid of honor?"
She gave another happy scream. "Of course, Y/N!"
After rejoicing some more, we reigned it in and began packing my stuff in boxes.
"So today's the dinner with the cast, right?" she asked, once we were done.
"Yeah, why?"
"No reason, but you know," she said playfully. "You'll meet Glen Powell."
I rolled my eyes and bit back a smile. She still remembered my celebrity crush. As a teenager, my bedroom walls were filled with posters of him.
"Kendall, please, I'm almost a married woman now," I joked.
"Well if you don't want him, you can give him my number."
"Sure thing, Kenny," I said, "Now will you help me pick out my outfit?"
***
After thoroughly searching my closet, we finally found an outfit which - as Kendall put it - "Glenny would love."
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"You look hot, Y/N," Kendall said.
"You think so?" I asked, cheekily, as I spun around in the mirror, admiring myself.
"Okay, now put these on before you leave." She handed me a pair of dangerously high YSL heels.
"Don't you think those are a little intense?" I asked.
"Not for you, girl."
I took her hand for balance and hesitantly stepped in the heels.
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"How do they feel?" Kendall asked.
"They'll kill my feet, but I feel hot."
She laughed. "Go get 'em, Y/N."
"Love you, Kenny!" I grabbed my purse and headed out the door.
