maid in the am

11.

As I scurry down the hall to get to my room, I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror. Oh god, I look bad and I only have an hour to fix it. I quicken my pace until I'm safely in my bathroom staring at myself. I decide to start my hair first and plug in my straightener. I rush, and almost burn my ear, but I manage to get my long hair from a frizzy mess to silky smooth. I pin it back carefully, and then begin working on my face. Makeup has always been a hobby for me, and I love to do it. I wouldn't say that I'm ugly, in fact I know I'm not. I just feel conceited when I think that way, but I can't deny the fact that I'm pretty. Sure, there are a few things I would change about myself, everyone has insecurities but I don't think of myself as ugly I'm any way. Still, I work hard to maintain my skin, hair, and body. I lay down my base of primer, foundation and concealer. I set my face and quickly carve out my cheek bones with powder contour. I decide to just do a simple brown smoked out eye, with some champagne shimmer in the center and inner corner. I curl my lashes, tightline my eyeliner and coat my eyelashes with a bunch of mascara. I love when my lashes look full, long, dark and thick so I end up using a lot of product usually. I throw on some highlighter and a simple "my lips but better" lip stick color. I spritz my face width setting spray then head to my closet to get dressed. I don't have very many clothes, and Niall didn't tell me what restaurant we are going to either. I decide on something that would kind of work anywhere, and grab my favorite black cropped jeans, and a slightly oversized white button up. I pair it with some simple gold overlapping necklaces, and a pair of simple black strap heels. I grab my black bag and I'm ready to go with 15 minutes to spare then I walk out to meet Niall. I'm sure he's already put together, waiting for me, and I'm right. He's watching golf channel sitting on the couch. He's wearing black skinny jeans, a black soft cotton t-shirt and a gray jacket. He looks so effortlessly handsome, I can't help but just watch him and smile as he stands up. He turns to me, and I swear to god he blushes. I am just standing there like an idiot grinning, when he breaks the silence.
"Wow, you look very nice" he says, as he looks me up and down. I can't help but feel a little self conscious and cross my arms. "You don't look too shabby yourself" I say kinda meanly, I don't know why but he always has me on edge. He just laughs it off, with his beautiful little giggle. He bounds over to me, and extends his arm out. "Shall we?" he says as he nods his head towards the door. I very timidly link arms with him, and he leads me out the door towards his car. He unlocks it, and opens my car door for me. Why does he have to be so sweet? It makes it so much harder for me to keep my guard up. I sit and wait for him to get to his seat, and I just take in the car. It's a Range Rover, and the inside is gorgeous. I'm pretty sure this car costs more than my life, but I can understand why. The leather is so soft, and the wood and everything just looks so elegant. He pops into the drivers seat, and starts the engine. He starts to back out, and throws his hand behind my seat so he can look over his shoulder. I just watch him. I can't help myself. Who the fuck gave him the right to be so sexy? I don't know why but him driving makes him looks so much hotter. Which I didn't even know was possible, but it is. He's concentrating on the road, and I'm concentrating on him. Then he glances over at me, and we make awkward eye contact and I feel like a jackass because he obviously knows I was staring at him now. I try to lighten the air in the car and ask, "Sooo, where are we going for dinner?" He smiles and says "Oh yeah sorry I never told you, I let my friend pick. Her name is Mel, she's hilarious you're gonna love her. But we're going to Nobu, it's pretty good." I know that place, it's where all the celebrities go. I can't believe I'm going to be able to eat there, I love food it's my passion. "Sounds great" I say, I don't want to sound too enthused because I don't want to have to open up. I know Niall has a way of making me overshare and it makes me uncomfortable. Somehow he puts me on edge, but also makes me feel so extremely comfortable that he can get me to tell him anything. It makes no sense to me, how I can feel so conflicted internally. But I try to focus on the food I'm about to grace my tastebuds with. I'm so excited. I also want to meet Niall's friend, I've heard her name before in the media and I kind of know of her. She's a comedian, so she's got to be at least as funny as Niall says. I've been watching the scenery pass by, but it gets quiet again. I can see out of the corner of my eye Niall teaching towards me, I think he's about to grab my hand when he moves toward the radio instead. He turns on the music, and hooks his phone up through the bluetooth. A song starts to play, and I recognize it immediately. It's "One Of These Nights" by the Eagles, and he starts to sing along. FUCK, he's so talented and sounds so good no matter what he sings. I sing along too, and he looks at me surprised. "You like this song?" He asks astonished. "Yeah of course it's a classic" I reply. The song goes on, as he continues driving and singing. I just observe him, he's so perfect I swear. The song ends, and a much more upbeat one comes on. It's "Touch" by Little Mix, and I know this one too. I start to sing, and he turns it down and looks at me. He says, "You know this too? This band is still trying to break into the American market how do you know it?" I have to lie. I can't tell him that the reason I know Little Mix is because I'm a fucking One Direction stan and have been practically in love with him for the past 8 years. I just say, "Oh I don't know my Spotify played it once and I really liked it so I started to follow the band a little." He looks a little suspicious, but just turns it up again and says, "Yeah, they're great. They're really nice too." He's kinda dancing along, and I can't help but watch him again. He looks right into my eyes as he sings "just a touch of your love..." His eyes flit back to the road, and I'm grateful because I can't feel the flush in my face. All I can think about is our moment from earlier today, and how badly I want to kiss him. My thoughts are interrupted by him pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant. He stops at the valet booth, and comes around to help me out of the car. He grabs me by the waist pretty aggressively and rushes me inside as he whispers in my ear, "Just keep your head down and act like a couple because pda makes people uncomfortable so they won't recognize me." I didn't ever think about that, but I guess it makes sense. We get through the front door unnoticed, and he goes to the host. We get seated immediately, and handed menus. I just look at all the options, and sit there in awe. Niall looks at me, and says, "I know right, it's overwhelming but I promise everything is good. You have to try the Grapefruit on the Rocks drink though, I'll order one for you." Just as I'm about to protest, someone joins us at the table. Niall stands and hugs her, and I stand up too. I start to introduce myself when I'm enveloped in a bear hug too. "Hi! My name is Mel, Niall told me about you earlier, and I'm so excited to get to know you." As I'm talking to Mel, he places the drink order before I can tell him not to. Whatever, maybe it'll help take the edge off a little. We all sit back down and get to talking. Mel says, "Omg I forgot this place is know for its sushi I don't even like sushi." As she finishes she starts cracking up, and her laugh is just as funny as Niall's. We all start laughing, and joking around. The time is flying, but we all start looking very intently at the menu. Niall breaks the silence, "What are you guys gonna get? I'm getting the Nori Kabu Ribeye." Mel laughs at him and says, "Ohhhh Niall's gettin posh now, I can't believe it, are you trying to impress someone?" Before he can respond our drinks are brought, and the one he ordered me is beautiful. It's in a tall glass, and is the most beautiful pink color. I take a sip, and it is just as delightful as it looks, and apparently my face shows it because Niall and Mel are laughing at me. "I told you it was amazing" he says. "I never doubted you, I mean according to Mel you've gotten very 'posh' all of the sudden" I throw back as she starts gasping for air pointing at him near tears. We laugh for a bit longer, before Mel finally says, "Ok ok, I'm gonna get the fish and chips, because I'm not too good for those" she jokingly punches Niall's arm. I watch their body language and they really do act like siblings. I don't know why Halle would ever think people would think they'd be involved romantically. But then again, I'm no expert so maybe I'm just wrong. "What are you going to get for your first time?" Niall says in a suggestive voice, making me blush a little. I respond immediately so they can't have time to see my flushed face, "I'm going to get the Chilean Sea Bass, it sounds delicious." Just then the waiter comes to take our order. I was trying to nurse my drink, but it disappears way too quickly. Before I can say anything another one is brought to me. Our dinner is going well, and I'm having more fun than I have in a long time. The endless stream of drinks coming to me probably helps, but Mel is drinking as much if not more than me too. I like her a lot, and I can see why Niall does too. Our food gets brought to us in the middle of our game of Would You Rather? "Would you rather have to eat your own scabs every time you get one for a year, or just lose your pinky toe but it's painless?" Mel says. She asks such weird questions, and both Niall and I can't decide. "I'm gonna have to go for the scabs I think....I feel like I don't have that many ever, and like I did it when I was a kid" Niall responds. "I'm gonna have to agree, even though ew, but I really like my toes" I confirm my answer. We are eating and drinking, except Niall has only one drink because he has to drive, but Mel is starting to get pretty rowdy. We finish our meal, and the check is brought to the table. I pull out my wallet to pay for my meal, and Niall starts almost yelling at me. "What are you doing?! I'm paying for all of us, put your wallet away, it's my treat I'm the one who forced you to come" he says. "Wow, thanks so much Niall" I say while Mel just laughs. "Oh ya he's posh and he's got monaaaaay!" she yells. He gives me a look like we gotta get her out of here and I nod to him. I don't know why he's relying on me though, he's been pumping drinks into me all night, I think I've had about 5 cocktails at least, plus Mel and I had shots of sake. I accidentally see the bill, and it's $230 dollars. Niall just leaves $300 in cash and we're ready to go. I stand up, but I'm a little wobbly on my own with my heels on. Mel is totally hammered though, she's smaller than me and drank a little more. She needs support to walk, and Niall grabs one side and gestures for me to grab the other. We walk out of the front door, and Niall hands the valet his receipt. We're both holding Mel up, Niall more so than me since I'm a little drunk too, while we wait. That's when the flashing starts.