I went back to my apartment and flopped down on the bed. How did I meet the most gorgeous guy ever and somehow give him my number? He must be crazy, definitely. Since I'm a social media star I set up my camera and film a comedy sketch for Instagram. I finish it and I have to admit it's pretty funny. I sit down and start editing it on my laptop when my phone dings. I pick it up and check who had texted me, and unknown number. It's read,
'Hey y/n, what are you up to?' I had forgot about Ethan and was confused how this person knew my name and my number, is it a fan? I decide to reply and find out who it was,
'Who is this??' I put. I only waited a few seconds before my phone beeped again,
'It's Ethan, the guy who saved your life?" I smiled as I realised who it was and my mind replayed what had happened, me walking in front of a cyclist, Ethan's strong arm reaching out and pulled me into his chest, looking up into his soft eyes, faces inches away from each other. I was in my own thought when my phone dinged again,
'So what are you doing now?' It was Ethan,
'Just finishing off editing, should be done in a few minutes though, why?'
'I was wondering if you would like to go on a date?' Ethan texted with a concerned emoji. My heart filled with joy as I read that text message. He wants to go on a date with me?! I grabbed my phone and quickly replied yes.
'Great I'll meet you at the coffee shop in 30 minutes.' He replied with a happy face. I finished off editing and got ready. I let my long hair out and changed into a camouflage crop top and white, cut shorts. I put on light make up, highlighting my nose to make my freckles stand out and walked out of my apartment. God I'm so nervous....
