He Was My Best Gay Friend (A Larry Stylinson Fanfic || on hold)

Ch. 2/ Blind Date

He Was My Best Gay Friend (A Larry Stylinson Fanfic)

Chapter Two- BLIND DATE.

Jessica's POV:

"WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" El laughed stupidly as if it was a joke. Well my answer to that question is,

"No"

She froze. Making me want to giggle but I held it in. Still driving, I asked her saying, "So what are you gonna do now? Let him meet you?"

She look to me shyly. "Yeah, I'd love to," she lowered her voice. I was suprised. "Wow, even though you're shy you're still going for it." I said amazed.  

"Well yeah," she said. "You only live once." I chuckled.

*5 minutes later*

El's POV:

"We're here!" Jessica said all excited.

"Hurry up, El. Help me carry all our things." she instructed me.

"Sure, Jess," I rushed outside of her car and helped her carry out all our bags.

London, here we come!!!

* * *

Jessica's POV:

We were now on a plane heading to the UK as safely as possible. The weather looks fine, the sun is shining perfectly, and Eleanor and I are on our way!  

At first I knew that telling Eleanor to come with me is a great idea.

I got something to tell you about me and her. I myself had experienced having a relationship with the opposite sex for so many years, and for her, well, she's still single ever since we're in our high school years and even today. She's like an innocent lost puppy that's just not ready...

Poor El, I know she is longing to have a boyfriend. Someone who could make her smile, laugh, happy. Someone who deserves her as much as she deserves him.

That's why I'm taking her with me to London to a blind date...

Yeah, I know it sounds stupid since she still doesn't know about it but trust me. I know this could work. 

"Hey Jess?" I heard her speak up. "Yeah El?" I replied. "Are you sure this is a good idea? Going back to London is kind of tiring," She sighed heavily.

"No it's not," I reassured her. "Don't worry, everything would be just fine."

She turned to me, and I saw how her worried face turned to a beautiful genuine smiley face.

"Alright" she stated.

♬

You were mine, for the Summer, now we know it's nearly over,

Feels like snow, in September, but I always, will remember,

You were my Summer Love. You always will be my Summer Love,

♬

"Oh, someone's calling you." Eleanor caught my attention pointing out my purse.

"Okay, okay," I said. I took out my iPhone from my jeans and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Are you and Kellinor here yet?" a guy in a deep British accent voice would ask. Wow, he didn't even bothered to greet back. Where's a British guy's manners? Anyways...

"We're still on a plane. By the way it's Eleanor! E-L-E-A-N-O-R." I whisper-shouted, but also making sure that Eleanor couldn't hear.

"Oh right, sorry, I just thought it was funny. It wasn't." He grinned. I rolled my eyeballs way up to the ceiling.