Chapter 11: The Date

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"CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME?" I shouted. All of the girls came rushing to my room. After the shopping, we decided to go to my house and get ready for the night. 

"Hihi, I never dememanded something from someone before.." I said shyly. 

"It's okay. That's what we came here for right?" Martha remarked. 

"So, what do you need help this time?" Ingrid mumbled. She was very tired. The girls had already helped me doing my make-up, zipping up my dress and baking some brownies because I was hungry :). 

"My hair... Should I just dry it and let it loose or do any type of braid, like waterfall, fishtail, or french?" I asked. Tonight had to be perfect. had to be perfect. 

"I'll braid it!" Hannah volunteered. 

"Thanks Hannah." I rejoiced. 

"I'll make a waterfall braid that I learned. Hope you like it!" Hannah said as she started to pull my hair in many different directions, even though there is only one. You're os funny Megan. 

"Ouch" I let out a shriek as Hannah pulled my hair. 

"Sorry." Hannah said. 

After three suffering minutes, the three girls gasped. I think Hannah had finshed the braid.

"And voilá." Hannah said finally letting my hair free. Not exactly free because it was tied up but... you understood it. I looked at the braid in the mirror and it was beautiful. 

"Hannah!" I exclaimed. "It´s beautiful!" 

"Thanks." Hannah said shyly. 

"So, I think you are ready for your date." Ornella stated excitedly. 

"I guess..." I said. I was really anxious and nervous but I didn't want to show how happy I was. 

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 "Paul, where is Liam?" I asked worried. I had gotten into a car just with Paul and the driver. Creepy right? But at least Paul's nice :D

"I don't know..." Paul told me a with a mischiveaous look. He oviously knew where Liam was.

"I think we're here." Paul said getting out of the car and opening the door. When he opened the door, I could see that there were some paparazzi's. Miracle!

Paul walked me up to the restaurant and there was a beautiful, handson, prince charming called Liam James Payne waiting for me at the entrance of the restaurant.

"You look gorgeous." Liam stated.

 "Thanks handsome." I said blushing.

"Come on in. Lets sit down and order our food." Liam said all at once.

"Woah. You sound like Niall. Not that I dont like him, I really like him." I said trying to explain myself.

"It's okay honey. I understand you." Liam said rubbing my thigh. I felt a shiver down my spine and I shivered.

"Do you want my jacket?" Liam asked me politley.

"Yeah. Thanks babe." I answered him. I got his black jacket and pulled it over me. So much better.

"Madame, Sir, the menu's." The waiter tolld us politley.

"Thanks." I murmered.

"So, what do you want to eat?" Liam asked me holding my hand lightly.

"I think.... I want the shrimp with potatoes." I said putting the menu down.

"Sir," Liam said calling the waiter," We could like two plates of shrimp with potatoes."

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