Please, call me Dominic

It's June 13, 2019. I'm getting ready to go to a Quest crew convention for the first time. I've been a fan of them ever since I was younger, but I never got to meet them, and this was my opportunity. I was looking through my wardrobe trying to find something to wear, since there was only an hour until I finally got to meet my idols. but not to my surprise, I found absolutely nothing. And then I thought, what about the quest jersey  i bought a few years ago? I could always wear that. I dug through all my clothes, and about 10 minutes later I finally found it. I had Dom's  name on the back of it, which made me smile. I've always been a fan of him honestly, and I can't wait to meet him, but I'm also so nervous. What if he doesn't like me? What if the quest guys don't like me? What's going to happen if I get kicked out? Or I'm late? What's going to happen if I don't get to meet them? All these things ran through my head as I sat there. I tried to push them away, and started getting ready. Black skinny jeans and my jersey looked great together, and I threw on a pair of vans just to make it even better. I grabbed my keys and rushed out the door, not wanting to be late at all. I quickly rushed on the road, even though the convention wasn't far from my house, maybe 10 minutes. As I pulled up I saw so many people standing there, anxious to meet all the guys. And I realized, I'm going to be one of them. I realized that I'm no one special, and I'm just another fan girl. But as I walked up to the building, I felt confident that maybe, just maybe, I might get Dom's number.  that I might be able to become good friends with him, and do all this fun stuff that I see it couples do. And as all the thoughts raced through my mind, I didn't realize where I was going, and I walked straight in to Dominic. "oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" he said, blushing slightly. "oh no, it's all my fault. I wasn't paying attention or anything, I was actually thinking about meeting you.." I replied. Man did I look stupid now. I had literally just bumped in to the man of my dreams, thinking that "oh I might meet him an easy way," or "I'll just get his signature and then leave," but now I've made contact with him in a way I never thought I would, by walked straight into his face. But everything was okay, and I was excited to be meeting him. we talked for a few minutes, exchanging who we were, where we were from, different things, even though I already knew all the stuff he was telling me. At the end of our conversation, when he had to get ready to go, he said, "well hey, here's my number, you should definitely text me sometime!" I began to blush. I had literally just got my biggest inspirations phone number. And how did I get it? By literally running into him. This day was a dream come true, and I could not believe it was happening. "oh yeah I definitely will!" I replied, looking down at my shoes. "good," he replied, giving a slight smile, "I'll see you inside then?" "of course!" I replied. I watched him walk away into the large building they were about to perform in. I realized I needed to get in there, so I ran towards the front door ready to get into my seat. The performance started about five minutes after I sat down, so thank goodness I got inside in time. The performance was absolutely amazing, all the choreography was perfect, and all the tricks were nailed. I couldn't of been happier. At the end of the show, when I was walking out, Dom stopped me. "Hey, me and the crew are going out for dinner. Do you want to come along?" This really was not happening right now. "oh uh yeah of course, but do I have time to put on something nicer? I look terrible right now." I replied, knowing I really did look bad. "you look absolutely stunning, no need to change." he said, confident in his reply. "Whatever you say Mr. Sandoval," I said back to him, giving a slight giggle. "Please, call me Dominic..."