Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

Drunk networking

Right now I am getting my suitcase packed for California. I may have procrastinated just a little bit since Harold is on his way here and AnnMarie is going to take us to the airport. I was going to pack last night but I wound up falling asleep instead. I don't even pay attention to what I stuff in the suitcase, I just start grabbing clothes. "Harold is outside," AnnMarie says as she walks into the room.

"Shit, let him in. I'm not ready," I say as I stare at my messy suitcase, "I have to do this all over again."

"He's going to make fun of you."

"I am well aware of this."

AnnMarie walks out of the room to let Harold in. I take all of the clothes back out of the suitcase and throw them on my bed. AnnMarie and Harold walk into the room and I anticipate Harold saying some kind of smart ass remark. "Those panties, really?" he asks as he looks down at the clothes I have strewn about the bed.

"Yup. Those are the ones," I reply.

"I can't believe you're not packed," Harold says as he starts grabbing clothes from my bed and shoving them in my suitcase.

"I just got finished undoing that kind of packing," I complain.

"Well sorry, princess, but we have to go," Harold says as he zips up my suitcase. "If you're missing anything we can always get it there."

I pick up my suitcase from the floor. "Someone's in a bad mood today. What's the matter, Harold? Didn't get laid last night?"

"Actually I didn't. Unbelievable, right?"

"You guys have plenty of time to talk about this on the plane. We really need to get you to the airport," AnnMarie interjects.

We all walk outside. AnnMarie pops the trunk and we put our suitcases in. I get in the passenger seat in the front and Harold gets in the back and we get on our way to the airport. I take my phone out of my pocket to let Tyler know what's going on. He still isn't thrilled about me spending the week with Harold but this is my job.

Amy : on the way to the airport

Tyler : be safe

Once we land in Los Angeles I follow Harold through the airport to pick up our bags at baggage claim. After we get our bags we go pick up our rental car. Since Harold frequents Enterprise so often they let him pick the car he wants to rent. He decides to go with a Dodge Challenger. That's a car I've wanted to drive for a few years now but he says he won't let me drive it. He drives us to the hotel and checks us in and we go up to our rooms. His room is right next to mine. "I don't have anything to do until later and the pilot doesn't start shooting until tomorrow. We have a party to go to," Harold says before I walk into my room.

"We? Did you say we have a party to go to?" I ask.

"Yeah. One of my clients is throwing this party tonight and you're coming with me. It's going to be insane."

"You're actually going to let me join you at one of your parties?"

"Yeah. You can have the pleasure of being my date. You should feel so honored."

I roll my eyes. "Yes, so honored," I say sarcastically.

"I'll come back for you in a little bit and we can go out to eat," Harold says before walking into his room.

I walk into my room and put my suitcase down I start taking everything out and folding it neatly since it was just shoved in. All of the clothes I packed are wrinkled. "Thank you, Harold," I say to myself out loud. I take the ironing board out of the closet and begin to iron my clothes. After I iron everything I brought with me I text Tyler.