Firsts

8

I woke up to the smell of bacon and wipe my groggy eyes to the sight of room service across the room.

I check my phone and it's 1:37PM, getting better with the time difference.

I scroll through the fifty snapchat notifications from Carly and reach a few Instagram requests, texts from my dad & sister, notifications about tweets Ethan and Grayson liked from this morning, and a dm.

@EthanDolan : Hey Emma

My jaw dropped as low as it could and I threw my head back into my pillow screaming as loud as possible.

"Emma! There are people around us! Keep your voice down."

Nothing my mom or anyone said could bring me down right now. Ethan Dolan DM'D me on Twitter. That doesn't mean he just typed out the overused 2 letter word, he remembered my username and wrote my name too.

I was on cloud nine. I could barley even breathe my heart was beating so fast but I tried to recollect myself to reply.

Nothing worked.

@TheDolanStuds : Hey :)

Lame? Was the smiley too much? I over analyzed everything but I felt like I would never be satisfied with a reply could come up with. I ended up erasing that replacing it with a smiley emoji, keeping it classy but adding some interest.

I practically danced out of bed over to the food my mom had left for me. I couldn't even stop smiling to chew my favorite breakfast food, so I managed to somehow bite, chew, and swallow bacon, pancakes, and some eggs without wiping the huge smile off my face.

@EthanDolan : Did you just wake up?

@TheDolanStuds : How'd you know. I'm not used to this time zone, I'm from New Jersey lol

@EthanDolan : Jersey? No way

@TheDolanStuds : Born & raised

This is unreal. Am I actually having a conversation with the one person I've always wanted to with?

@EthanDolan : Meet for lunch?

He's so perfect. I reply within a minute saying yes with about 12 explication marks, but soon erased 11 of them so I didn't sound overly excited.

Could he even do that? Invite me for lunch? I mean he's so popular and I'm sure if we went somewhere in public everyone would mob him and question us. Not that there is an "us" ... Yet.

I quickly run to my suitcase knowing that coming up with another cute outfit would take some time.

I grab some medium washed distressed shorts from American eagle and a pretty blouse with some blue detailing.

Doing the same makeup and hair routine I did for the night before, I yell to my mom who is still sitting on her bed.

"Mom can I please take another Uber to this lunch place? It's only like 5 minutes away"

"You just ate breakfast Emma, I'm not going to let you go alone"

"No I'm not I met some girls yesterday and they're going."

"Fine. Only if you situate the ride beforehand. And be back by 5."

I pulled up the Uber app and got a ride to La Cant'In, a small lunch cafe about 20 minutes away. I also briefly read the menu so I knew before hand what I wanted to order since I knew I wouldn't be able to think straight around Ethan.

"Bye mom see ya!"

I don't mind lying to her, it's not like it was that false anyway. Plus she wouldn't have let me gone, even though she know how much he means to me. Idk, parenting.

The whole ride there I am tapping my foot, nervously waiting to arrive and see the handsome man I fell head over heals with on YouTube.

My driver stops and I step out without saying a  word. I am speechless, the butterflies eating at my vulnerable stomach.

Without a sight of anybody, I walk closer to the cafe getting paranoid wondering if it was closed or something, bad luck is expected when it comes to me.

I opened the door that was surprisingly unlocked, and see one person.

Ethan was sitting in a chair at a table for two in the middle of the restaurant.

It is so strange to actually be here right now, less than 24 hours ago I was meeting him for the first time. This wouldn't even be happening right now if I had never gone to 4ou.

I stopped in my tracks to take in his appearance.

He was wearing a mint-ish green button up linen shirt, cuffed at the sleeves, and some black skinnies.

I walk over to sit at the chair that he had out for me already and look down to see his familiar worn vans, that have a sense of comfort to them.

My eyes drift to his and a magnetic force is gluing our eyes from looking apart.

"I'll be right back, there is something special prepared in the back"

Of course when I read the menu in advance there is already food prepared.

Ethan stands and walks into the kitchen which apparently wasn't only for employees.

Sitting in silence, I think about the fact that he asked the manager to clear everyone out for our date(if you would even consider it a date).

As I'm sitting in silence my head shoots to the door when I hear a small bell indicating someone has opened it.

Grayson.

I stand at his entrance and he starts walking closer. He practically brushes his shoulder against mine, keeping himself there. I am probably overreacting but I thought he was going to kiss me, not because I was imagining it in my head.... but because of the tension that we both clearly felt.

My eyes snap away from his when Ethan returning caught my attention.

Lips a few inches away from Grayson's, he breaks the awkward silence.

"Lunch for 3?" ...