Something For Georgia

Just A Dream Come True

~ Georgia's POV ~

Bryan smiles at me as soon as I crash through the airport doors, and he laughs as my expression changes to one of disgust in reaction to the LA heat. What the fuck is this. I sprint to his car, not only because he's god's gift to mankind, but also because his car is likely going to be less close to the temperature of sun, which LA apparently is at all times.
"Well, hello, not-so-birthday-girl!" He greets me, leaning over from the drivers seat to hug me.
I smile and hug him back "Well, hello, not-so-deviant-man!"
Bryan laughs as he pulls away from me, giving me that same cheeky wink as he responds "Clever."

The drive to Bryan's home was filled with laughter and obnoxiously loud singing to various musicals, including The Greatest Showman. It has crossed my mind that perhaps I shouldnt be so eager to go on a date with Bryan, much less a date in his house. After all, I do barely know him, despite relentless hours of stalking his twitter and watching every youtube video he has ever been in literally ever. However, as much as the rational side of me is pondering those thoughts, I cant help but feel like I can trust Bryan. Maybe it's the jet lag, but there's only one way to find out!

When we arrive at Bryan's house, Im both in awe and unsurprised by his home. It's not the overly extravagant mansion you expect every celebrity to have, but at the same time, I didnt expect him to live in a place like that to begin with, and from the outside I can see how much this house suits him as a person. It's decently sized, very pretty, with countless flowers and a slated walkway to his front door, which is a dark coloured wood. Completely losing myself in thought, I dont notice Bryan get out of the car and run around to the passenger side to open my door for me, before taking my hand and leading me to his front door. He's such a gentleman, but that isnt really a surprise either, he's Bryan Dechart. He unlocks his front door and pushes open, then gestures for me to walk inside.
"Ladies first!" Bryan chimes.
I giggle and walk past him, turning on my heel to take in every aspect of the entrance hall. Kind of rustic, but minimalistic undertones, very him. Bryan shuts his door and strolls over to me, taking my hand again and leading me into his living room, which already has a blanket and unopened pizza box waiting for us on the couch. Strewn about the room are little golden fairy lights, and other than that, the only source of light in the room comes from the candles Bryan strategically placed around the room.
"I didnt want to go overboard, but I didnt want to make no effort at all either." He explains his choice of decoration.
I smile at him softly "This is lovely, Bryan, seriously."
He squeezes my hand "Im so glad you like it! Shall we get started with the movies and pizza?"
I nod frantically "Hell yeah!"
Bryan laughs at my enthusiasm, and the two of us kick off our shoes, before taking a seat on his couch. The air conditioning has made this room particularly cold, and I feel like Bryan set that up deliberately to give us an excuse to cuddle under the blanket he's put here. Well played, Dechart, well played.
"What would you like to watch?" Bryan asks as he flicks through movies on Netflix.
Im thoughtful for a moment, and then I get an idea and gasp, grabbing my phone and quickly texting Heather.

Me: Is 'No Retreat, No Surrender' on Netflix?

Bryan stares at me quizzically, and then my phone beeps, alerting me of Heather's reply.

Nestor Slut: absolutely not, there arent all that many 80's classics on Netflix, let alone a flop like 'No Retreat, No Surrender'

I sigh sadly, but nod in understanding.

Me: Makes sense, but that is devastating. Did I interrupt anything, Nestor Slut? 😉

Nestor Slut: Ethan just snorted bc I explained to him that my name in your contacts is 'Nestor Slut' ffs, and nah, just a cheeky makeout sesh innit. Wbu, how's your date going? 😏