Once we finish our salad which we did in a record time I guess. Shawn asks me about how my page is doing.
"It's doing great! I still get a couple of hate, I'm not gonna lie to you. But they're so many positive ones that they really don't matter. I'm doing really well. Thanks again." I say
"No problem."
"So... I'll go powder my nose, real quick. If you know what I mean. I'll be back before the food arrives. Promise." I say faking a british elegant tone, Shawn just smiles at me and nods. I stand up and head to the ladies room. I pass a huge reservation of kinda old guys, then the kitchen and finally I get inside. I unzip my jumpsuit and go to do my business. I'll never forget that lady from the movies. Once I'm done I put my jumpsuit on again. I try to zip it up but I can't. I waste like 3 minutes trying to zip the damn thing but nothing. Feeling all defeated I get outside and wash my hands, I decided to wait for someone to come in and ask her to zip it for me. When I'm done washing my hands no one has come. I wait for literally 12 minutes and no one comes. I start getting anxious so I look out the ladies room to see if I can find any girl near. Unfortunately the only tables near are the ones from the reservation which are all old guys. And like hell I'm gonna ask any of them to zip my clothes up. There are no waitresses near or any girl chef or cook. Lucky me this jumpsuit has pockets, and lucky me again I took my phone from my bag before I left the table. I have two choices either I call Shawn and ask him to come to the ladies room and zip the jumpsuit up, or I wait for God knows how long till some girl comes in or passes near the restroom. If I call Shawn he might think (considering his a guy and guys always are thinking in sex, believe me they do, I have a twin brother) that this is a come on let's have a quickie call. Also it's a little embarrassing that you need to call the guy in your first date to the ladies room to help you zip up your clothes. Oh what the hell! I'll call him. I take out my phone and it's already in dial, the last number I called appears in the screen with the name Jack. Oh Jack wait till I get home. You'll be in huge trouble mister! I search for Shawn's number and then I call him. He answers right away.
"Emma?"
"Hey!"
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, kind of. Umm... Actually I have this kinda wardrobe problem. Could you please come to the ladies room?"
"Sure, I'll be right there." Says Shawn with a chuckle and then hangs up. It takes Shawn literally 40 seconds to knock at the door.
"Oh please! Come in!" I say opening the door and pulling him by his arm to get him in quickly. "Okay so thanks for coming!"
"What's going on Emma?" Shawn says chuckling.
"So I pulled my zipper down, for you know... and now I can't pull it up, I don't know if it's stuck or something. I waited to see if anyone came but nooo. And there's no proof of a female existence in this side of the restaurant. So I called you-"
"Just turn around Emma!" Says Shawn chuckling, I smile at him and turn around. I pull my hair to a side and I hear Shawn stepping closer. Thank God my dress zipped up at least to my middle back. I feel him grabbing both sides of the zipper and then pulling them together. He grabs the zipper and starts pulling it up, his finger touches my back a couple of times, sending shivers all over my body. He goes all the way up, I then hear him clipping the button on the top.
"All done." He says.
"Thanks." I say turning around and putting my hair on my back again.
"Anytime." Shawn says smirking.
"Sure you will." I say sarcastically. "Of course for you was fun."
"Oh like you didn't enjoyed it."
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Who Would've Known (S.M Fanfiction)
Random"Hey!" He says showing me a beautiful smile. "Hey" I replied looking at his handsome face. "Are you here by yourself?" He asks me showing a breath taking smile. "Kind of..." I answer back at him, I didn't came alone, but I think I might be leaving...
