Mr. Perfect ( On Hold)

9

I wake up from my bed pushing the duvet of me and getting to my feet.
I swear whoever is ringing the bell like a maniac is a dead man. I can't believe this is happening twice in the span of last few days.

I am NOT a morning person, sue me.

"I am coming. " I yell.

I literally slam the door open and glare at the person outside.

"You better have a damn good reason for waking me up, or you'd be dead before you can say another word. "

Ethan gulps.

"Eh! You have to attend a party with Ash today so he asked me to get you ready for it. "

"Well the reason is valid excuse, come on in. Coffee?" I ask

"Sure. "

"Make some for me too while you are at it. "

He looks at me as if I had suddenly popped two heads.

"What just because I am the girl I have to make the coffee? How sexist is that? "

"Whatever !"

"Thanks love. Brb " I yell and go and take a shower in the incredibly beautiful bathroom.

"So what are the plans for today? " I ask taking Ethan's coffee and having a sip.

"Hey! That's mine, go make some for yourself. "

"You know that's not going to happen. Why waste you breath over it? "

He just sighed and took another cup from the drawers.

How does he know his way around will always be a mystery to me. It took me nearly an hour just to remember the entire house and another hour to just for the kitchen when I couldn't find a single spoon.

"Anyways, we are going to the spa, then the hairdressers then shopping for clothes and accessories. And finally we are getting your make up done. "

"That's a lot of work for one day. "

" Not like you have to do anything. You just have to sit and look pretty. "

"Point taken. Let's go. " I put my coffee cup in the sink, Ethan found the same.

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"So Ethan tell me something about yourself, that's not on the web. "

"You googled me? "

" I was not able to sleep last night, so thought I would my phone to a good use."

"Well searching me up is sure a great way of putting your new phone to a good use. "

"Stop being a narcissistic jerk and answer my question " I say trying to steer the conversation as far away from my blunder as possible.
"I love sketching, which no one knows not even Ash. "

"That's awesome, could you show them to me someday maybe? "

"Sure. "

We spent the next two hours, with him directing the spa worker and me getting, either waxed or scrubed or massaged or whatever else they do at these spa's.

After the 2 hour long torture we finally came out, with Ethan gushing how clear and tan my skin is.

"Let's go to the hairdressers now. "

"Sure " I shrug.

"You could be a little more excited about all this you know. "

"I could be. "