𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘 Jasmine has no clue where she is. Navigating her way out of the airport was easy enough, this wasn't her first rodeo. But navigating London? Whole other story.
Andrew wanted to avoid the paparazzi which Jasmine completely understood. So she had him send her his address, and she was to make her way there.
After asking around, she was able to get the number for a cab. She gave the driver the address and they were on their way.
Her nerves were increasing and it felt like her pulse was bouncing under her skin. She tries her best to calm down but to no avail.
No matter how many texts or calls the two have shared, she doesn't think she'll ever get used to it. And now she's seeing him again.
Eventually, the cab stops in front of a block of flats. After getting out of the car, she checks the number on her phone and quickly scans her eyes across the building. She pinpoints the correct door and makes her way over.
Jasmine hesitantly knocked on the door and waited for a few moments. There was no answer. She raised her fist to knock again, when the door swung open.
Andrew stands in the doorframe, staring at her with a reverant expression.
“Amor? It's you!”
He swoops in and wraps his arms around Jasmine, and she immediately returns the embrace.
“You're here!” He says against the side of her head.
“I am!” She says back with a laugh.
He pulls away from her, then places a hand against her cheek. She can't help but melt into his touch.
“Hi.” He whispers, smiling at her.
“Hi” She parrots back, eyes locked with his.
Andrew takes a second to close the front door before looking back at her.
He scratches the back of his neck, wearing a nervous grin.
“So what do you- what do you want to do? Maybe we can go out for lunch or something?”
“It's 5:00 pm, Andrew.”
He stutters, “Right, well, dinner then. How about dinner?”
“That sounds- that sounds wonderful. But what about the paparazzi? I thought you didn't...”
He shakes his head, “Forget about all that. You're.... you're here. I want to take you out. Treat you.”
“I can put on a hat. and sunglasses. I'll do the whole nine fuckin’ yards if I have to,” He leans closer, placing his hand on her arm, “Please, let me treat you, Amor.”
Her mouth spreads into a wide grin.
“Okay, yeah. Take me out, Andy.”
He closes his eyes with a sigh, “Love when you call me that.”
She feels him brush a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Where do you want to go? Italian? Chinese? Mexican? Any restaurant preference?”
She shakes her head, “You can take me anywhere, Andy.”
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Jasmine is sitting on Andrew's living room couch about to watch a movie with him. After posting on instagram, she sees Andrew's phone light up.
On it, reads 'one new post from @amordetuvida'
She looks at him in shock, “Since when have you been following me on instagram?”
He looks at her like he's been caught red-handed.
“Erm- what?”
She points to his phone with a smirk, “I wasn't even aware you had instagram, Mr. Garfield.”
He groans, “I have a creeper account of sorts. Just to keep up with the times.”
“And with my feed, apparently.” She jokes.
His cheeks flush, and he looks down, embarrassed.
“I've been following you for quite a while.”
“How long?”
He looks at her sheepishly.
“Since the livestream thing?” She asks.
He winces and shakes his head.
“Before the livestream thing?”
With a shy smile, he nods. “I even leave comments sometimes.”
Jasmine can't believe her ears. This man that she's been such a huge fan of, for years, has been a fan of her too? For maybe just as long?
Jasmine gasps playfully, “Oh my god, you're obsessed with me!”
“Oh come on, you have no jurisdiction to call anyone obsessed, Miss Livestream.”
She laughs and slaps his arm lightly before crossing her arms. “Alright, so we're both obsessed. Big whoop.”
Andrew stares at her softly. “You're something else, you know?”
She just shrugs coily. “I know,” She leans in, “It's why you're so obsessed with me.”
He looks at her, and for a second, his eyes flick to her lips. Jasmine feels her anxiety spike. Fight or Flight mode activates, and unfortunately, she picks the coward's way out.
She leans away and looks at the T.V. screen, “So, are we watching this movie or not?”
Andrew's expression flickers with something Jasmine thinks is disappointment.
