It is an important task to become presentable and presentable is what he did. Known for his good look and being the president of the United States, Obama did anything he can in order to make his country wonderful. Everyone looked up to him, he was basically the alpha of the country. Just a wonderful man. It was quite often for him to do speeches, to his surprise he has gotten pretty good at them. His speeches became the only thing that got people talking, all wanting to hear more of what he had to say. His speech had a major impact on people of the public; his speeches ranked similar to Hitler for having such influential speeches to the public ear. But that's not the only thing that Obama is good at. It was a big day for the fellow president, he was told to prepare another amazing speech for the priest because what else does a president really do. He was told he was to fly to California, to his fellow democratic state. He did as told and packed his thing for California. He packed a few of his most expensive suits, he wanted to have choices for his big day. He includes his pajamas and underwear while inserting his comb, hair produces, body produces, and much more. He placed his suitcase beside his chamber, making his way toward his mirror. He admires how his suit looked on him. He ran his fingers through his silk-like fabric. He made sure his tie was correctly tied giving it a little tug to see if it was secure. Once he was pleased, he was feeling extra fancy so he had someone take his suitcase to a private limo. Obama was in the mode for some waffles, so as usual his waffles in the morning were indeed severed. A smile was planted on his faces when he received a familiar text message saying "Good Luck :)." Smiling like an idiot he placed his phone back into his pocket, continuing finishing his delicious waffles. Looking his watch, he realized he was a tad bit late to his flight so he quickly placed his dishes on to the sink. He stops to have one last look at himself to make sure he was in place and headed out the door. Making his way to the airport, he climbed into his private jet, safely taking a seat as the plane takes off. It was, in fact, a fridge early morning in Washington DC, without thinking he wrapped himself in his spiderman blanket and drifted off to sleep.
He felt a slight shaking coming from his arm, he instantly woke up, being face to face with his bodyguard. " Mr. President sir, we just landed," His wide smile appeared brightly onto his slim face. Obama seems to have got the clue and started heading to the exit. As expected, the paparazzi surrounded his with flashing light blinding his bright brown eyes. He safely made it out of the crowd of flashing lights, hopping into his private car. As he reached his hotel, he was once again welcomed by the crowd of flashing lights. As usual, he made his way towards the crowd heading directly to his room. Obama finally got the chance to relax, but he still had the urge to see a special someone. He quickly pulled out his phone and texted the number he previously had received a text message from. "Hey, I just landed. Why won't you come over..." he placed his phone beside the counter when his phone vibrated. He unlocked his phone viewing the message "I'm on my way" was all it took for Obama to get himself looking fresher then what he looked 5 hours and 50 minutes ago. He let his guard know that he will be having company, so they can let the fellow youngster into his room.
After some time, Obama was pleased with how he looked. Once again, running his fingers through his silky suit. He heard footsteps coming from the living room. Obama turns around when beauty hits him. In front of him, stood the beautiful Harry Styles. He watches as Harry rubs his foot behind his leg nervously as he covers his face with his long locks. Obama walks up to him as he cups Harry's face. "I'm so glad you're here" Obama whispers into Harry's ear sending chills throughout Harry's body...
