Lucky Me

Chapter 11: Getting Ready.

I walk in the penthouse, no one was in the living room...or kitchen. Strange maybe? i didn't think much of it. I go to my room and slump on my bed. Some part of me wished that this was all a dream. That i could wake and go back to the start. I sigh and look at the clock, it was getting late and i was running out odd time to get ready. Simply i get up and walk to my personal bathroom where my makeup was all set out. 

I trace my top lid with simple black eyeliner than add light pink shadow. Using my expensive mascara i plush up my lashes to make them look fuller and longer. I decide it's not enough and add a little bit of powder foundation and blush. Making my cheeks a rosy pink, gives me a little color. I smile as i am satisfied with my look. Now for the clothes. One thing i didn't like dates is it is very tricky to pick out a outfit. 

What Should i wear? i ask myself. I go through all of my clothes throwing each and every shirt, pair of pants and skirts straight on the floor. I couldn't find anything, nothing at all. Out of all the stupid clothes i had brought and bought the other day there was nothing. I slouch on my bed. I think "Maybe Emi has something i could wear." 

The whole penthouse was silent and my door creaked as i walked through it. Where was everyone? I tip toed down the hall way creaking open Emi's door, But realizing the red balloons sitting inside the kitchen. As i get closer to the balloons i notice they are accompanied by white and red roses. Laying gently on the table is a beautiful sky blue tight fighting strapless dress. Of course that wasn't perfect enough. There was even a little note. 

I smile and read. "Hey beautiful, Thought you might not have something to wear, well personally i like this blue color on you *winky face* but anyways get it on and meet me in the limo out front. The others went out somewhere. Love you babe.

I scream and run awkwardly to my room. "Ahhhhhhhh!". slipping the dress on and jumping around to get the excitement out. Don't want to act to weird in front of Harry. "Get yourself together Rissa" I tell myself breathing in and out as i twist the door knob. 

My wedges wobble as i walk outside getting closer and closer to the limo. I can feel a sweat bead forming on my forehead i was really nervous at this point. Paul nods at me, walking over to open the door. I felt like telling him to wait. I was not prepared for what is going to happen after i get in the limo. I take a deep breath and nod back. he pulls the handle and i hear a click as it silently opens.I put a huge smile on my face and turn red when i see Harry Styles all dressed up in a tux for me. Harry smiles back and pats the seat nect to him. "Oh!" I say and rush into the vehicle. 

The door closes. "I knew i was right about that color!" Harry says. I blush. " You look really...er...Beautiful Rissa. I'm not lying." He said. I looked at him in awe. Sometimes i really insecure and don't believe stuff like when guys call me pretty but i did when it came out of Harry Styles mouth. "Thank you!" i said back "Not bad your self Mr.Styles" He laughs and wraps his arms around me. "So do you like italian food?".