"You're really pretty" Dylan says.
I look up at him. He seems surprised by his own words. I smile a little.
"What?" I say and keep looking at him a little confused, but also amused by his face expression.
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When shooting Teen Wolf is...
(The story continues right where we left of from chapter 24)
Hollands POV - Saturday Night
I shuffle down the hall in my apartment and straight into my kitchen with Fievel following my every step. I open my fridge to look for some comfort food.
My eyes are still red an puffy from all the crying. No comfort food.
I'm still devastated. After hearing the best news ever, all I can think of is Dylan.
I close the fridge and open the freezer instead. I pick up the Ben & Jerry's and find a spoon in one of the drawers.
I continue shuffling in my slippers to my living room and find a comfortable place in my sofa. I open my the lid on my ice cream and take big spoonful of it.
I'm about to munch on it and open my mouth just when my phone starts vibrating again on my living room table.
I sigh and put the ice cream down. I pick up the phone instead and see it's Crystal. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. I answer the call.
"Crystal. Hey!" I say trying to sound excited.
"Oh my sweet Holland." She says and I furrow my eyebrows again.
"What?" I giggle.
"Why on earth did I hear from your manager that you got the part?" She asks me.
"Oh.. she told you that? Yeah, I did." I say and it actually makes me blush a little bit.
"Congratulations girl! What are you doing right now?" She asks.
"I'm uh... well, I was about to-" I started saying, trying to come up with a lie, but Crystal interrupted me.
"Oh don't you even try. We're going out, we have to celebrate." She commands.
"Crystal. With Dylan and everything... I just..." I say.
"That's exactly why you need to get out. If I understood correctly, you've been cooped up for days." She says.
"It still hurts." I say bluntly.
"I know, but Holls... you need this." She says calmly.
"You think?" I ask.
"Yes. Can you be ready in an hour? Meet me at the club Ricks, I'll send a cab for you. Then we go straight for drinks." She exclaims.
"Yeah, okay. I'll be ready." I say.
"See you then." Crystal says and then she hangs up on me.
I didn't exactly know what I said yes to. Crystal was very good at making me go to stuff, she didn't even have to try... you just can't say no to her.
Maybe this is what I needed anyways. I look at the Ben & Jerry's for a second, making my decision.
"Fuck it." I say out loud to myself and then I smack the lid back on the ice cream.
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I take a good look at myself in the mirror. I must admit, I did a good job of cleaning myself up when I've been a sloppy mess for a whole week.
I was wearing a two-piece skirt and blouse in white and my hair was up in a classy hairdo. I also wore a pair of light grey high heels.
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