Technically It's Love

My Impossible Dream Actually Came True

Madi's POV

I woke up and stretched. Last night felt like a dream. A dream come true! Oh, I'm so excited! I jumped out of bed and stood in front of my closet. I got the London boy of my dreams! Should I dress to impress him? I mean, isn't that what girls do to try and impress their man? I'm sure that he wouldn't care though. I'm going to do it anyway. He'd appreciate it, I'm sure of it. I smiled at the thought of seeing him this morning and I was looking forward to the plane ride to Spain! I dug through my closet and found a dress that should be fit to impress. It was an Anxiety On Thee Dancefloor dress with a flower print at the bottom, that rose to my abdomen.  It was really pretty. I set the dress on my bed and walked to the bathroom.  I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and did the rest of my morning routine. I stand in my bedroom, in just my bra and underwear. I slip on the dress and then I brushed my midnight black hair. I had put on just minimal makeup.  Just the essentials, mascara, eyeshadow, and my bright purple lipstick.  I smiled at myself in the mirror. I grabbed my phone and my jacket. I put the jacket on and slipped my phone in the pocket.

I then walked out of my bedroom door. Carmen opened her door at it shut almost instantaneously.  She smirked at me walked over to me. I think I know what she might say if she's going to speak. 

"So... how'd it go?"- She asks. 

"Oh.. you mean last night?"- I ask, blushing. 

"Yes, of course, I mean last night! Did you tell him?"- Carmen asks. 

I nodded. "Yeah, I told him, and it surprisingly went really well. Elliot felt the same way, and now we are a couple. He's my boyfriend now!"- I reply, smiling and still blushing.  

"Really? Well good for you! I'm just surprised he agreed. Elliot doesn't really seem like the romantic type..."- Carmen replies. 

"Well, I'm sure he can be! I should get going. We have a routine to uphold."- I reply. 

"A routine? What do you two do in the morning?"- She asks, raising an eyebrow at me. 

"Well. We've ended up falling into a routine of the first one to wake up in the morning and go to the break room is the one to make the morning kettle of tea. I quite enjoy it."- I replied.

"That's sweet."- Carmen replies, walking downstairs. 

I followed Carmen into the break room and walked over to the black tea kettle. I sit the kettle under the sink faucet and fill it up with hot water. After it was filled, I set it on the counter. I started looking around in the cabinets for one tea bag. Carmen sat down at the table, sipping from the cup of coffee she made herself. After a few seconds, I found it and put it in the tea kettle. I waited for about maybe a minute or two and it was ready. Hmm, Elliot should hurry up. I don't want his tea to get cold. It doesn't taste the same if it's cold as when it's warm or hot. I take a sip from one of the cups and the warm liquid felt nice going down my throat. I sit it down back on the counter and suddenly felt someone hug me from behind. They rested their head on my shoulder. It was from Elliot. He smiled as I turned to look at him. 

"Hello Princess Dancefloor, how did you sleep?"- Elliot asks. 

"It was great... but I enjoy being awake more, so I can be with you."-I reply, blushing. 

Elliot blushes as well. "Oh... your so cheesy, sweetheart!"- He says. 

"I don't care because it's true! Now, you should drink your cup of tea before it gets cold."- I reply.

"Okay... but I don't wanna let go..."- Elliot says, frowning at me.

"You can hug me all you want when we're on the plane ride to Spain!"- I reply, pinching his cheeks and making him smile, I let go though.