roia jean king
"so...you're sure he invited us too?"
"jesus tom, yes i'm sure. he wants all of us there. you, me, liz, and harrison. if you don't feel comfortable going, then that's okay. don't feel like you have to, but he did invite you."
tom sighs, running his hands over his face.
"okay. okay. i'll go...but only because he gets immediate cool points for going to the endgame premiere and i want to at least try and have a decent conversation with him. but only for you."
i smile widely, sending kisses his way through the phone camera.
"you're the best tommy."
"yeah yeah, i know. harrison and i will be over in like...20 minutes."
"okay. and all white please. it's a dress code."
tom rolls his eyes and waves his hand at me.
"yeah yeah. i got it. i'll see you in a bit, love."
"the key will be under the mat for you."
"it better be. you never open the door fast enough."
"fine then, call liz to open my door for you rude ass."
tom laughs, grabbing his phone and walking across the hall to his room.
"i'm kidding i'm kidding. now finish your makeup. we'll be there soon."
"you got it."
"bye ro."
"bye tommy."
the chime rings through my phone, indicating that he had hung up the phone. i sigh as i continue to finish off the soft bronze eyeshadow look and quickly put on the natural looking false lashes. i guess i hadn't realized how much time i had taken getting ready because as i press the last lash onto my left eye, i hear the door open and tom yells through the house.
"ro, we're here!"
i swipe on the light golden highlighter. i mist my face over with the setting spray and give myself one last look in the mirror. my hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, a simple white sundress with two spaghetti straps on each side, complete with my white low cut vans. i quickly tuck in the laces into the shoe and put my glasses back on my face. i spray on a little bit of my rose perfume and walk out of the bathroom to meet tom and harrison in the living room. both of them wearing white button ups with white jeans and white converse.
"awww...we love couples who match."
harrison rolls his eyes and tom chuckles.
"shut up and let's go. we have to get liz." tom says, placing his hand on the small of my back ushering me down the hallway.
"don't rush, we have time."
"we've got thirty minutes until we have to be there."
"oh please, you're acting like the vlog squad is ever on time for anything." i smile, locking the door behind me and walking to tom's car.
"they may not be, but we are."
"you mean you are, mate." harrison chips in as he gets into the backseat.
"oh shove it." tom laughs as we get into the car.
"hey, i'm on time for things!" i pout as tom starts the car, speeding off towards liz's apartment.
"no you're not roy sauce."
"but i am. i'm just not on time for you."
"now you've officially hurt my feelings."
YOU ARE READING
paranoia // david dobrik
Fanfiction"what was the question? why'd you point at me?" "don't worry about it davey boy. it wasn't a big deal." "if it wasn't a big deal then why can't you tell me." "what do you take me for, davey? some kind of rule breaker?" ***** [COMPLETED]
