Jacob Sartorius and a Candy Shop Lovestory

Mentally Prepare Yourselves

I slowly push open the door.

There he is; sitting criss-cross applesauce on the floor of his dressing room, basking in all of his glory.

I stand in shock for 37 seconds taking in his immense beauty. With his Kylie Jenner lipkit shade of "Apricot" colored skin, his meatloaf-colored hair, his eyes the size of the moon, and astonishing eyebrows, or lack thereof, I am #shook to the core by his beautiful presence.

"Hey, cutie," He says. The words delicately flow out of his mouth in between lip bites. "I think you dropped something during the show," He says suggestively and licks his lips."

"And what is that?" I ask as I take a step closer. He reaches his hand by my ear and pulls it back. Suddenly my lacy black bra is in his hand. I didn't know he was a magician jesus christ this boy can do it all.

"Well, I don't think you'll actually be needing that back any time soon, bb grill," He says to me, scanning over my milk-holders.

I bite my lip and walk to him. I try to sit in his lap like how all the people do in movies and they look really hot but then I hear a faint squeal.

"You're...suffocating...me....baby....girl," Jacob manages to say.

I immediately jump up.

"Oh my god, Jacob! I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry! I should probably just go. . ."

As I start to walk out the door, he grabs my hand.

"Wait, baberoni, I think we got off to a wrong start. I know it's late, but how about I take you somewhere," he says in that beautiful, nasally voice of his.

"That sounds amazing, Jacob. Where should we go?"

"I have a place in mind 8==D ;)."