Oh, Ms Paulson?

Introduction

A/N: Hello!! This is my first fic. I hope you like it! I'm very new to this so I'm sorry if it's not very exciting and/or I make mistakes. But it's worth a try! The story is from your point of view. Enjoy! P.S. so sorry about the length, I got carried away and just wanted to set the tone.
Dedicated to: paulsonxpeters paulsonxrabe mitsu1302 ahslol

"Good afternoon all, we have just landed in LAX. The time here in sunny Los Angeles is 12:12pm. Enjoy your stay and thank you for flying with us!"

I grabbed my bag and started following all the other passengers off the plane. I still couldn't get my head around that I am actually in L.A!

After almost an hour, I finally found my suitcase. I followed the exit signs and looked out for my best friend Sophie. She had moved over here almost 6 years ago to study hotel management. She came to pick me up from the airport and head back to OUR new apartment! I'm living in L.A. With my best friend. I don't think life could be any more surreal right now.

Finally, I see her golden blonde hair and gorgeous pearl white teeth. She runs across the room and screams "(Y/N)!!!!!"

"Ahhh Sophie! Can't believe I'm here with you!" I say in a loud tone as we're both still hugging each other and not letting go. Sophie finally pulls away and says "right then, back to our gorgeous apartment we go!", as she takes my suitcase and puts it in the back of her car. Which by the way, is a brand new silver Audi! "Nice wheels girl!" I say, staring at her car. "Well you know how I do!" Sophie says, then we burst into a fit of laughter.

A few hours go by and we're back at the apartment. I have unpacked most of my stuff but Sophie and I got so distracted as we caught up with gossip from back home. She brings me a glass of red wine, which is our favourite drink, and sits next to me. "Thanks. We are so lucky to have this beautiful apartment, Soph." "I know! Can't wait for the rest of the group to get over here in the summer! So any way, have you picked your outfit for tonight?" I put my glass down and looked up at her with a confusing look. "I'm so sorry Soph but I've completely forgotten, what is happening tonight?" She sighs and starts to giggle. "Oh (Y/N), you haven't changed at all! It's the grand opening of the new hotel that I'm going to manage remember? It's called Chateau Marmont II and it's going to be so fun! You can borrow one of my new dresses if you want? Let's go pick one out for you!"She grabbed my hand and pulled me into her room.

2 hours later and we're both finally ready. I borrowed her new sleek, tight black dress that stops just before my knees. My long, brunette hair is curled and my make –up is different shades of golds and browns. Sophie wore a gold jumpsuit and her short, curly hair sat on her shoulders. We had similar make-up and we're both wearing black stilettos.

We stepped out the cab and arrived on time at 8pm. We heard the opening speeches and the ribbon was cut by THE Paul McCartney! I was so star struck. Sophie had a short conversation with him but I couldn't bring myself to speak. We just exchanged hellos and then me and Sophie headed for the bar. 4 drinks later and Sophie had spotted her co-worker, who she has the BIGGEST crush on. She went over to speak to him. That was the last clear, sober memory I had. The place was full of celebrities and I wanted to be social. So I decided to get drunk. I was already feeling very tipsy. I ordered a tequila shot because they get me so drunk. As I went down to look at my phone, I heard a voice come from behind saying "Make that two tequilas, Mr Man." I looked up and had to do a double take. It was Sarah Paulson. THE Sarah Paulson. I've seen her in so many films and shows. I wanted to act completely normal around her, so that's what I did. Inside I was screaming like a little girl though. She sat on the stool next to me and placed her purse down on the counter. I smiled at her and she smiled back. She is so beautiful. "So, what's your name?" she said in the sexiest tone. I felt like she was hitting on me. And I wasn't complaining. So I let the alcohol do the talking. I spoke a lot slower than usual and just said "It's (Y/N).." The bartender put our drinks down and I was the first to pick mine up. She followed shortly after. We both took our shot at the exact same time. Then smiled at each other again. Then she turned to the bartender and said "Hey, could you get us another 2?" I giggled which I thought was awkward of me at first but then she joined in. She pulled my stool closer, looked me right in the eyes and said "So, Miss (Y/N), you clearly like tequila. What else do you like?"