The Fangirl Swirl

5 : Every breath you take.

I get in the black BMW which is gorgeous by the way and the driver smiles at me "Good evening Miss Dawson"

"Good Evening" I reply and smile back and he starts driving.

I don't know where is the dinner date exactly but I'm pretty sure it must be something great. Coz well...we are talking about a date with a billionaire.

My mind wanders to the thoughts again about how did I become so lucky just like that? Is it just a co-incidence that yesterday only I met Mr. Downey and today I've been chosen to have a date with him?

'Stop thinking stupid, you know its just a co-incidence' My inner voice answers.

Yeah ofcourse. I should not think anything else. I'm just a fan to him and he probably has too much work and this wouldn't be a big of a deal for him like it is for me.

My thinking process stops when the driver pulls me out of them "We're here Miss Dawson" he says too formally.

I smile at him but holy jesus, i was so freaking nervous. My whole body was trembling.

The driver opens the door and I step out thanking him. He smiles and tells me the way to the place. I look forward and start walking slowly and carefully. It wasn't a restaurant or anything, but it was more like a lakeshore. I am in total awe as how beautiful this place was looking with the small golden christmas lights looking like fireflies on tress. I spot a table in the centre with someone sitting on one side. I can't see his face as he's sitting with his back facing me.

I walk nervously towards the table, my legs shaking like I am about to fall anytime but I manage to do so without falling.

"Mr. Downey" I say a little above whisper, enough for him to hear in this silent place. He turns around at hearing my voice. Showing his gorgeous smile, he gets up now completely facing me. He stares at me for a while before blinking a couple of times and finally speaking.

"Miss Dawson" his voice husky. "May I say you look gorgeous in this dress" he says and his words immediately making my cheeks go bright red.

I try to keep my composure as much as possible. "Thanks Mr. Downey. You don't look bad yourself" I say.

He smiles again and walks to the other side of the table pulling a chair. I make my way there and sit on it while he goes back to sit on his own.

"Its nice to meet you again Stacy. How are you?" He starts the conversation.

How can I not be fine when I'm on a date with you!!!!!! "I'm great! How about you"

"I'm great as well! So Stacy, how old are you?" He asks casually.

"I'm 17. I'm still in high school but I'm graduating in two months" I answer but I can't breath properly looking at how perfect he looks in his black tux, hair styled upwards in spikes and his hazel orbs behind those iconic black rimmed glasses.

"Oh I see." He says but it looks like he was thinking something.

I just look around the place to admire its beauty "This is a beautiful place." I whisper more to myself but he seems to hear it which made him smile.

"This is my favourite place in the city. I like it here coz its so calm and peaceful with its beauty" he says smiling.

There was a silence for a few minutes until I finally think of something to ask him "So Mr. Downey? May I ask how I got the chance to be on a dinner date with you?"

"Well coz you were the lucky fan" he says confidently.

"But I still don't understand how? I mean I didn't even participate in anything to be chosen from" my expressions confused.