ATL

Chapter four

Diana

The fashion show was incredible! I loved all the outfits and all the male models, of course.

The best part about it all, was obviously Chris Sanders. I mean he is beautiful.

As I walk out of the room, I hear my name. I turn around to see him, him calling my name. Not that way you dirty minded freaks.

"Yo" I say dumbly.

"Hey there" he says chuckling lightly.

"I was wondering if you would like to catch some dinner, at my place."He says confidently.

Practically, I have a feeling that its going to be much more than just a dinner for me. But hey, I never said I was practical.

"Yes, of course. Anything important?" I ask shyly.

"No, not like a business dinner,just like um, a date?"He mutters slightly uncomfortable with this situation.

"Date?" I say,well it sounded more like a squeal of excitement, anyway.

"If that's not a problem, of course" Chris says smiling at me.

"Why would that be a problem, what kind of problem, I don't have a problem, problem who? problem what? I'm always free for you....." I ramble on and he just laughs.

"So is that a yes?" He asks almost sounding... hopeful?

"YES!" I say way too excitedly, don't judge he's hotter than the surface of the sun...

Not literally.

"Cool" he says.

"Let's leave?" he asks.

I nod and smile at him.

"After you, my lady" He says bowing and putting on a fake French accent. He looks so adorable I have to control my drool. Yup that's me you heard about, I'm the drool queen.

We get in his car and I almost fainted looking at his car. Yes, he already won my heart. I can't help if I am easy to win over.

"What would you like to eat?" He asks me.

"Well I'm not really picky" I lie.

"Oh who am I kidding, I love pizza, pizza sounds great, yup I want pizza. Do you like pizza?" I ramble on again,like an idiot.

Don't judge me okay? If you were in my place you would make a fool out of yourself too, I think...

"Yeah, I like pizza but I prefer Vietnamese food" He replies.

Of course, he does in all his rich glory.

I smile politely and nod. The car halts.

"Come on" He holds his hand out. OMG OMG I'm going to hold his hand. 

That's right, be jealous ladies. 

I grab his hand and walk towards his house. More like mansion, anyway.

He opens the door and walks in like he owns the place, oh wait, that's right,he does.

"Would you like me to order some pizza?" he asks me.

"HELL YEAH! I mean, yes that would be wonderful, as wonderful as you, actually, more wonderful than you!" I chirp like the idiot I am.

He chuckles and reaches out for his phone.

"Excuse me for a moment, Diana" He mutters.

I almost melted hearing the way my name rolled off his tongue, and my knees almost gave up on me.