chapter seventeen | arranged
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Met Gala Monday - May, 7, 2017
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--JANE--
It's been a while since everything, and the coward, Shawn, keeps playing these games with me, and I'm so irritated and anxious because it's weird knowing someone is watching my every move. And the fact he has people working for him in our staff that we haven't laid off yet is terrifying.
Anyways, to make my anxiety skyrocket, Grayson and I are going to the Met Gala. We're going to be dressed in Versace and make our grand entrance. It's gonna be our baby girl's first Met Ball with us, and we couldn't be more excited. My baby bump has started to show, and last month when we revealed my pregnancy on Instagram, the internet went into a complete frenzy. I had to step away from Twitter because it got a little too much, but it was cute and adorable how everyone was so supportive of Grayson and I, I really loved it.
Since this year's theme is "Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and The Catholic Imagination", my designers made me a dress with Adam and Eve on it, and I absolutely love it. Grayson has a charcoal coloured suit and he looks dashing as ever. He got a haircut yesterday and shaved his beard and he looks so fucking hot. I'm happy to call him mine. His hair is gelled back and I can't help but be swoon.
When we were walking out of our hotel today, Grayson made sure to protect me as we got into our limousine. We had fun as we came to the party.
We're currently on the red carpet and are posing for the cameras. Everyone is yelling at us and trying to get our attention. I subconsciously glance around and something, or rather someone, catches my attention -- I see Shawn posing with Hailey Baldwin, who is good friend of mine and was invited to my pregnancy reveal party. I roll my eyes, but as I do so, his eyes catch mine and we make eye contact for a good twenty seconds. He smirks and turns to speak with Hailey. I feel my heart rate quicken, but I shake it off, knowing that if anything did happen, that Grayson would always be by my side and never leave me alone. And that my friends, is how prevent an anxiety attack in front of all the A-list celebrities and the whole world watching.
I snap back into reality and kiss Grayson's cheek as we continue to pose. The reporters erupt with cheers and Grayson grins. We make our way down the carpet until we see the interviewer and speak with her before walking into the party. I notice the interviewer is Liza Koshy; we've spoken a few times before and she's the sweetest girl on Earth.
"Hi, how are you two?" She beams and we smile.
"We're great, how are you?" I smile brightly.
"I'm absolutely fantastic! Now, tell me about your choice of outfits." I turn to Grayson and he nods to me as a signal that I get to go first. I nod and turn back.
"Well, I'm wearing Versace, and so is Grayson." I explain and he nods.
"Yep, hi, how ya doin'? I'm wearing Versace." He jokes and I chuckle before continuing on.
"I wanted to go with the theme of Adam and Eve considering how they were the first people on Earth, so I really liked it. And, Eve was made for Adam, I thought it related to me and Grayson, because we were made for each other." I say and she aww's.
"That's so cute! And what about you, Grayson?"
"I'm just wearing a charcoal suit to match her theme, there's not much to it." He shrugs and we laugh.
"Okay, let's say a headline comes out with your guys' names on it, what would the headline say?"
"Uhm, that I was stuffing my face with all the desert possible from the buffet, because a girl gets hungry, and my baby girl is taking after her mama, and she likes to eat, so yeah. Someone would most likely see me mid-bite into a cupcake and me trying to play it cool." Grayson and Liza laugh.
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