Another day another dollar my grandfather use to say. Living in the period of the 1920's is pretty fun. There's parties ,bootlegged alcohol ( i don't drink) , and music. Where are my manners! My name is Y/N Y/LN and I have a crush with the richest man of the roaring 20's.
The only thing is, is that when your a 17 year old girl growing up in this time your not allowed to do a lot of things. Especially dating boys but it hard when your parents already pick out your future husband. My parents arranged a marriage for me with this rich steel worker name Andrew. Andrew is nice and all but we have nothing in common every time he comes over he only talks about he job and his family 100 year old root beer cellar.
Every night I dream of escaping, getting out of this house and be free. Earlier today I received a invitation to go to the rich man party. From where I am across the bay from Mr.Tomlinson you can see the firecrackers sparkle and burst almost every night. And thats how I feel like a firecraker that will never get a chance to burst or sparkle.
My parents are out of town so I decided to get ready for the joyous occasion. I picked out my best dress. A long royal blue sequence dress and a pearl necklace that my soon to be husband gave me. But here the thing he gives me pearls , root beer ,but no ring . For Andrew I will not wait forever.
After I got ready I headed out the door to see the most beautiful Ford candy apple red car in my front yard with the initials L.T on the front. A blue eyed blond hair man came out of the driver seat.
Niall: hello Ms. Y/N Mr.Tomlinson sent me to take you to the party
Y/N: Oh why thank you does he do this with all the girls
Niall: No ma'am only the special ones and you would be the first
Hearing those words I was shocked. Me special? That man could have thousands of girls and he picks me. Wow is all I can say. As I get closer to the gigantic mansion I could feel my heart beat faster and faster I thought it would pop out of my chest. Niall got off and opened the door , I got out being absolutely amazed at the beautiful lights and music. I make my way through the crowd of people to see Mr.Tomlinson himself standing straight ahead looking like James Bond. He keeps staring at me and for a second I thought he was staring at the girl next to me her boobs almost popping out of her dress. I stare at him when I see him whisper something in his bodyguard ear.
When I went to go get a glass of punch I see the bodyguard come to me. He tells me that Louis wants to see me so he escourts me up to where the dashing gentlemen is. Louis looks at me and I can see a smile growing on his face.
Louis: hello Ms. I am glad you got to come to this marvelous celebration
Y/N: um y/l/ n and the pleasure is all mine i live right across the bay over there
Louis: oh its a lovely home
Y/N: thank you me and my parents inherited it from my grandfather he was the greatest accountant ever known.
Louis: your Mr.Dawson granddaughter
Y/N: yes sir
Louis: call me Louis i am no high official of authority
Y/N: sorry just showing some respect
We talked for hours by the end of night my cheeks hurt so much from all the laughing. When my father heard about this he was furious but I was growing up and had to make my own decisions. I told him how i felt about Andrew and thank heavens he understood. We canceled the wedding and 2 months later me and Louis started dating . He treated me like a princess and for once in my life i felt like a firecracker that finally got to sparkle.
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