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Wow! What a looker! That was the first thing that popped into my mind when she first stepped out of Starbucks. But, this thought was magnified, when she stepped out of her apartment door. Her brown hair was styled in the perfect way, and her icy blue eyes looked magnificent. I interlocked elbows with her, and lead her to my limousine. She looked around in wonder, and i chuckled quietly. The boys were going to love her. In fact, that's where we were going right now, to meet them at Giorgino's, the fanciest restaurant in all of LA. She was very sweet, and super Innocent, like a baby....Like a baby... Like a baby puppy. Er, a baby dog. Erm...She was as sweet, innocent and adorable as a puppy, but i had the sense she could be graceful yet ferocious like a wolf. She even talked to Jeff, my chaffeur. he had been our chauffeur ever since the band got started, and i had never seen him smile, laugh and talk so much as he did with Chloe. Her eyes sparkled when her laugh, which sounded like a chorus of angels, came out of her perfect mouth. Her perfectly tanned skin made contact with me, and we both blushed.
"Uh...So. I get the feeling we won't be alone this first date?" she said, more of a question than a statement. I nod, sheepishly.
"Yeah, its sort of a tradition, bring the girl to meet the band on the first dte, and get the seal of approval." I say. She pales.
"What if they don't like me?" She whispers, nervous. I laugh, and she quirks an eyebrow.
"What?" She asked defensively. I put a hand on top of hers reassuringly.
"Love, i am sure they will like you, no matter what." I say. She grins at me.
"Ok." Just as we pulled up.
I stepped out of the car, jogged around the long car, opened her door, and held out a hand. Smiling, she grabbed my hand, and stepped out. She frowned, and fussed with my tux. She looked up, embarrassed.
"Sorry, i am the manager at Aeropostale, clothes are kinda my thing." She says, turning fire-engine red. I laugh, and once again, interlock elbows. I lead her into Giorgino's, and we sit down. Louis gives out a low whistle, and Eleanor nudges him, smiling.
"What a looker!" He cries. Eleanor nudges him again, but ican see the corners of her mouth turned up. She approves.
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Best Summer Ever
FanfictionChloe Wylde is used to fame. Not that she has it, but she has grown up her whole life surrounded by people who do. So, when Harry Styles approaches her, she doesn't freak out. Instead, she does the complete opposite. She calmly, and coolly accepts a...
