A/N: I did it! How proud are you of me? I'm pretty proud! Lol, enjoy!
XOXO
"You are such a girl." Thomas laughed holding one of my hands as I was putting on mascara. Thomas showed up early so now he's helping me get ready.
"Yes I am a girl, what did you expect?" I responded with a giggle and trying to finish my makeup. Thomas took my mascara brush and ran it up my forehead. "Thomas!" I gasped.
"What? I like it." He chuckled. I couldn't help but laugh as well, but I do really need to finish getting ready or we'll be late.
"Why don't you pick an outfit out for me?" I smiled finding the prefect distraction.
"You trust me with such a task?" He questioned raising a brow.
"Why wouldn't I?" I teased. I have a backup outfit just in case.
"Ok. I'll be back my love." He kissed my cheek and left the bathroom. Ok, now to fix this mess. I really don't like wearing makeup, but this is a date.
As soon as I finished my makeup I walked into my room and saw one of my older dresses, one of my favourites actually. It was a red short pencil dress with lace sleeves and a thin black belt. I hadn't worn it in a while. Point for Thomas. Speaking of Thomas, where did he go?
"Thomas? I like what you picked out. I'm going to change in the bathroom." I yelled. No reply. Hmm, maybe he's in the bathroom downstairs and just can't here me. I quickly changed and looked around the house for any sign of him.
"Thomas, where are you?" I yelled walking down the stairs. Is he waiting in the car? It's kind of early so I don't see why he would be. I peeked through the window anyway. As I did so I heard the back door open and laughter. I quickly turn and saw Thomas...and my dad. This is not going to end well. He probably told him all of my most embarrassing moments ever.
"Hey honey, you're looking beautiful for your date tonight." My dad said putting his arm around me. What did he tell Thomas?
"Thanks dad. What were you two talking about?" I tried to act as normal as possible, but the stress from the events earlier today and now embarrassment, it's hard to juggle.
"Oh nothing. We were just getting to knew each other." My dad smiled. Goodness, this is bad.
"Was I in the bathroom that long?" I forced a laugh.
"No, we just talk fast." Thomas joked and they both started to laugh. I didn't, I felt my face turn red from embarrassment and I don't even know why. I think they noticed because they both almost instantly stopped laughing. Way to lighten the mood Taylor, pro at being normal.
"Taylor, what's wrong honey?" As soon as my dad asked that I started cry. Why am I crying? And then I realized I just did my makeup, A+ on timing, for some reason that just made it worse.
My dad held me up as I sobbed like a baby. I know this is my second time crying today, but I feel like I needed this. My dad picked me up and took me up to my bed. I heard him say something to Thomas before he left, but I didn't hear what was said. I heard the door close and then I felt someone lie next to me. I looked up and saw Thomas looking back at me.
"I'm sorry." I said trying to hold back my tears.
"Don't ever be sorry for having feelings." He said pulling me into his arms.
That night instead of going out. Thomas and I laid in bed and slept. Well I don't know if Thomas did, but all that crying took a lot out of me. Demi is going to be so mad.
