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Your eyebrows look funny

The next morning Lizzie was running around her room trying to get ready as fast as she could. Thomas was picking her up in ten minutes and she had over slept. She really hated waking up early, but Thomas was really excited about the surprise he had planned. He told her not to try, like not wear anything fancy or nice, because they were going to be outside. So she decided on some dark green capris and a black crop top with her hair in a side braid and simple makeup. 

When she was done, there was a knock at her door. She grabbed her phone and backpack and ran to the door, swinging it open to a smiling Thomas. She felt the heat rise to her cheeks as he stared through his sunglasses at her and looked down.

"Ready to go?" She nodded and made her way to his car but before she could open the door, he opened it for her. "Thank you, Thomas."
"My pleasure, Lizzie." She giggled at his adorable grin and got in the car. "Where are we going?" 
"It's a surprise." He chuckled because that was about the tenth time she had asked him that.

"I know, I know. I just really wish you would tell me," She huffed. He laughed and reached over to grab her hand, which brought another deep blush to Lizzie's cheeks. "Don't worry. You're gonna love it, trust me."

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We pulled up to a place far out into the country and Thomas had to cover my eyes so I wouldn't see where we were. 

"Morning, Mr.Thomas." I heard someone say from my left. I could hear voices all around and I could tell there were a lot of people. "Thomas is here! And he brought a girl!" I heard another yell and people run up to us. It was killing me not knowing where we were and I was uncomfortable with so many people. I started to shake and feel my anxiety rise, "T-thomas...." I muttered.

"Lizzie, listen to me. This might be a bit much for you, so I want you to focus on your breathing and try not to freak out. No panic attacks, okay? Just focus." Once he took his hands off my eyes, I had to shield them from the bright sun light. As soon as I could see and make out all the faces around me, I wished I couldn't. Dylan O'Brian, Ki Hong Lee, Kaya Scodelario, and Will Poulter were all staring at me with wide smiles. I couldn't believe it, this wasn't happening.

As soon as I looked at Will, I started laughing uncontrollably, which didn't help with my couldn't breath problem, and blacked out.

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"Lizzie? Lizzie wake up." I heard the familiar british accent of Thomas. "Thomas?" I groaned and opened my eyes. 
"Yeah, it's me." I saw him hovering above me with a small smile on his lips. "Thomas, you freaking asshole!" I slapped his arm and sat up. I was in a tent and everyone was still there. Will was in a corner looking upset, Dylan was beside him, and Kaya was standing next to Thomas; they all laughed at what I did and Thomas held his arm, acting like it really hurt. 

"What the bloody hell was that for?" 

"Why would you take me here without any warning? What the crap is wrong with you? Ugh, I need a cigarette. I hope you know that, as much as I am thankful for this, I will get revenge." I glared at him and looked at everyone again, incredibly embarrassed.

"Hi, I'm Kaya. It's so lovely to meet you, Thomas hasn't stopped talking about you. I heard I'm an idol of yours?" She stuck out her hand and acted as if nothing had happened. 

"Uh, hi. I'm Lizzie and yeah, Skins is my all time favorite show. I hope he didn't say anything bad, did he?" I looked from her to Thomas and saw that he was glaring at her. "No, there's nothing bad to say." He smiled at me, which made me blush, again.  I looked at Dylan and Will with confusion. "Are you okay?" I asked Will.

"He's upset because right before you passed out, you laughed hysterically at him." Dylan chuckled, "Oh, I am so, so sorry. It's just, um, well your eyebrows kind of look funny." I said whilst trying not to laugh again. "Oh, well, I'm Will. It's nice to meet you, even if you laughed at me." After I had met a few other cast members, Thomas asked if we could have a moment alone.

"Are you alright? I really didn't mean to scare you." 

"No, I'm fine. I'm sorry, I hate my freaking anxiety." I tried to pull down my sleeve to cover my hand (like I always do when I'm nervous) when I realized that I wasn't wearing it anymore. 

"Oh, the nurse thought that part of the reason you passed out was the heat so she changed you into a tank top." He said once he realized my freaking out. 

"A tank top? Why? Do you have any sweaters? I'll be fine in a sweater or any long sleeve, I just-"

"Look, it's okay Lizzie. I already know and no one will care. Well, of course they'll care and be concerned, but no one will see you differently or judge you. But we do need to have a talk about that sometime." He told me calmly, talking about my scars and cuts. I slowly nodded my head. "Not to be rude, but I don't think it's really your business to talk to me about."

"Well, I'm making it my business." He said smugly.

"Why?"

"Because, I'm making it my job to care for you and make sure you're okay."

"I'm sorry, we're not accepting applications."

"I'm not applying." He grinned at me and I just sighed, knowing it was no use with him.