Castles crumbling (Taylor Swift's little sister)

Been saying yes instead of no (Lizzie's first kiss and boyfriend)

You met him at a friend's birthday party, she was not from school, but from the contemporary dance team. He approached while you were with another friend, started casually chatting. After a while, your friend left, and you kept on chatting with him. He offered to get you a drink—you agreed to get a glass of water. The night went by quickly in between talking, laughing, getting to know each other and even dancing a couple of times. He even asked you for your number and you gave it to him, not expecting that he was actually going to text you. You came home tired and went to sleep after having a great night.

They let you sleep a bit more since you came home late, you woke up and turned around to check the hour on your phone when you saw he had, in fact, texted you. He asked you if you arrived home safely and if you had a great time last night, you smiled softly and replied: "Hi, Martin. Yes, I arrived safely, fell asleep as soon as I got into bed. I had an amazing time. What about you?"

You hopped downstairs and bumped into Taylor who was going upstairs.

- "Oh! Good morning, Liz. I was going to find you, mom asked me to get you for breakfast"

- "Good morning, Tay, let's go" you said and followed her downstairs.

Over breakfast you chatted normally and told them about the party. Then your mom asked you if you wanted to help her with some stuff she needed to do in the garden. You agreed to help her and went to the garden with her. An hour later you looked at your phone again and saw that he had texted back.

For the next couple of days, you were texting regularly and enjoying talking to him. One night, he took the courage and asked you out for dinner. You instantly panicked: Where will he take you? What would you eat? What if you couldn't look at the menu before? What if there was nothing you'd like or if every single thing was a fear food? You went to Taylor's bedroom and knocked gently—she was playing guitar and apparently writing a song.

- "It's open, come in" she said and you walked in. - "Hi Liz! What's up?" she said lifintg her head.

You sat down next to her and took a deep breath - "So...this guy asked me to dinner..."

Taylor put her guitar aside immediately - "OH MY GOD! Who's the guy? OH MY GOD!"

You laughed lightly and rolled your eyes - "Just a guy I met the other day at Gina's party. He's name is Martin. He was really nice that night and asked me for my number, I gave it to him because I honestly didn't think he was going to text me, but he did"

Taylor listened intently and nodded - "Why? Why didn't you think that he was going to text you?"

- "Because you know, I'm not interesting—boys are never interested on knowing me or texting me" you said shrugging.

- "Hey! Don't talk like that. Of course, you're interesting and it's wonderful to know you" Taylor said squeezing your hand. You just shrugged, unconvinced. - "You really are! What did you tell him? Do you want to go out with him?"

- "I haven't replied, I came here" you said, and Taylor smiled excited, she was happy that you came for her for advice.

- "Well, do you want to go out? You said he was nice" She questioned.

- "He is and he's so funny too. We've been messaging a lot too. But I'm not sure about going out with him..."

- "Why not?"

- "He asked me to dinner..." you said softly.

Taylor understood what was happening and nodded, waiting for you to continue talking. You did:

- "What if he judges me? What if he takes me somewhere where I don't like the food? What if there's nothing I can eat? What if I bore him? What if he notices that something is wrong with me?"