Here i am, the moment before the date, trying to figure out the perfect outfit for this occasion but it turns out everything i try is not date material.
Trying on the 200th dress i gave up. When hope is lost turn to ice cream, i only had 2 hours left to get ready.
I got a tub of jerry's and started crying out tears of frustration while looking deeply at my closet.
Ivan and Tessa came running in, looking down at me with a bizarre expression.
"Let's get you fixed up." Ivan said helping me to my bed.
"I'll do the make up" tessa yelled.
"Ill do the clothing" Ivan told.
The both ran in separate place grabbing a few things before in about 15 minutes i was ready looking fabulous.
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1H 45M pasted as i finally walked down the steps to where Emilio was standing in his tuxedo.
"Whoa" his mouth fell in awe.
"I would say the same" i laughed, when i reached the bottom step i tripped, falling forward and onto Emilio, he fell straight on his back.
"Falling for me now" Emilio winked.
"Who says i didn't before" i gave him a wink kissing his cheek.
It was funny to be on him, until it became awkward. I got off him and help him up.
My heart was pounding like crazy over that little interaction we did. Emilio could always do this to me, either if im thinking of him or he is right beside a smile could always come on me.
"Let's go." I smiled, he grabbed my hand, pulling my gently to the car before opening the door for me.
"Mrs. Paul" he greeted as i sat down.
"Mr.Martinez" i responded back.
He ran to his side and drove of, as we passed street lights his face would aluminate showing just how happy he was.
"You know Blaire, what would have been your guy name? If you were a dude. (Anyway catch that line... no no one.) because i'd still date yeah" He asked.
"You really want to know" i asked, and he nodded. "Olivier." I laughed.
"Olivier, thats what im calling you now. Olli." He laughed.
"No don't Ari is good" i tried to convince but he shook his head clearly on how he liked the sound of Olivier as my nickname.
"Its cuter." He told, smiling his thumbs tapping on the steering wheel. We reached a random light or so i thought but he looked more nervous at this light.
He looked at both side of the road.
"Whats the matter?" I asked him.
He looked at me, because it was a red light. "This is where we had our accident. That day you turned to me with this expression before it impacted, i stayed awake till the ambulance came." He told, i hugged him from across.
"Its not your fault" I smiled, "at least i have all my memories imagine if i lost them."
