Doctor. Hemmings //5sos//L.H

2_Babe

The Next Day~

I'm sitting in the café that Ashley and I agreed to. I came a few minutes earlier, since I had nothing to do , waiting for her to finish her college class.

I started kindergarten at the age of 4, when they all start at the ages of 5. I was a year advanced, that's how I met Ashley and Lexi. We were the younger ones in the older classroom. We all graduated college a year before the earlier, giving us a head start on college. I graduated interior design at 20, but Ashley had to redo her senior year , since she didn't have enough credits.

So nowadays, I spend my days home and looking for jobs online, while my best friend is in her last year in college.

The door glass door opens , with the 'ding' following it. Ashley walks in , her wavy blond hair and baby blue eyes visible from the back of the room.

"Hi!" She squeals, walking over me and hugging me. I hug her back, blocking memories , flooding back to my mind.

"Hi Ash. How are you?" I sit down on the small round table, on the far back of the small room.
"I'm great. You have to tell me what's been going on with you!" She says, pulling out the chair to sit in front of me.

Ashley is the queen of exaggeration.

I saw her last week , and now she acts like I've traveled the world for 10 years and secretly married the lead vocalist in a punk rock band.

"Ash, I'm great. My old therapist said there was nothing wrong with me. So you know how that goes."
"Adios amigo" I laugh.
"So , my mom took me to this new one. Dr. Hemmings.." she cuts me off , flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"He sounds like a pervert , doctor by day and is a prostitute by night." I chuckle.
"Prostitute? Really?" A grin on my face.
"Yeah." I roll my eyes. How am I friends with her?
"He's not. He's 25, nice , funny and can handel my attitude."
"What about his looks?"
"He's as hot as the sun engulfing another sun" we both laugh. Taking a sip from my coffee in hand.
"Details.." she tilts towards me , her eyes eager for info.
"Okay, so we talked about me " I say, knowing that would annoy her.
"Like duhhh" I laugh.

"He's Australian, and well I told him about my mom's crazy obsession over therapists. So he agreed to tell my mom I still need sessions. And he dropped me off home and maybe I didn't say this but he called me babe and asked me to marry him." I blurt our out once.
"What?!" She squeals, excitement in her small voice.
"He called me babe and it stuck. The boys always call us babe , we never say anything." I say referring to our friends.
"Bitch I mean about marrying him!" She squeals again.

"Oh, that . We were talking about PATD and he said that I had I quote 'So you have an attitude, pretty eyes and good taste in music. Will you marry me?' And I told him we should at least go on a date. And he said we'd talk about it next time I see him" I bite my lip, feeling the butterflies in my stomach again.

"He's sooo hitting on you" she says , wiggling her eyebrows.
"Not really, but he stayed outside my door till I walked inside." I smile.

Maybe he was hitting on me , but there's no way someone like him would like someone like me.

"Awww. I ship , you guys.."

Ashley's excitement was catchy. I suddenly feel the tingly sensation I felt yesterday when Luke and I touched hands.

The door rings and I move my attention to the person walking in. Tall, blond, blue eyes , board shoulders, but no suit, no tight button up. No, the fancy clothes have been replaced. Replaced with skinny black jeans , black tank top and a black and red flannel.