Two hours later, she stood there in a bath robe, staring at her closet as she thought about what she was going to wear. Cafe Yenn was a five star kind of place, but it was a first 'date'. (Was it really? [Y/N] didn't know.) Should she go in black tights and cowl-neck sweater, or this really nice Bergdorf Goodman dress that really suited her hair? She started freaking out! What if she came in fancy clothes, but he was just wearing simple jeans and a shirt? Because he could do that. No one would care. He was Cody Simpson! But also, what if he came in a suit, and she came in her tights and sweater? She picked out another dress, it wasn't too fancy, but it wasn't plain and original. No, this would work. If he came fancy, this would work. If he didn't, it would also work. She tried it on, and [Y/F/N] came in and squealed. [Y/N] told her about their dinner date after she came back from [Y/F/N], and [Y/F/N] kept throwing her dresses and shirts that she expected [Y/N] to wear. She thought [Y/F/N] was more nervous for [Y/N] then [Y/N] was herself. Five o'clock rolled by, as [Y/N] sat there nervously, trying not to move as the hot roller came close to her ear. She actually couldn't believe herself. Why would she let [Y/F/N] curl her hair for her? When she straightened it first, she almost burned her neck and she didn't want more red scorch marks all over her face. But what was done is done. And now... she just waited. After her hair was done, (she must say, it was really nice), she did her makeup, picked her favourite flats, and waited. Five forty nine rolled by, and at that time, [Y/N] started having seriously paranoid thoughts. What if he was lying to her, playing a joke? What if he didn't come, and she waited for him for five hours? She started hyperventilating, of course he wouldn't do that! Would he ? Six came. [Y/N] fixed her hair, and reapplied lip gloss. Six oh two. [Y/N] started freaking out, just as she saw a sleek, white limousine come to the front of the lobby. She sprang up, spread out the wrinkles in her dress that came from sitting, grabbed her purse and literally sprinted out the door. [Y/N] never noticed Cody coming out of the limousine, but there he stood, near the door, holding a single red rose. [Y/N] blushed. He was in a really gorgeous light blue tuxedo, which really made HIS blonde hair stand out. [Y/N] thought, if they ever had children, they would be blonde with his adorable nose. Then she thought, why am I thinking about children with him? [Y/N] stood in front of him, and he smiled a really genuine smile. He silently handed her the rose, and stepped aside and opened the door. She sat down, smoothing her dress out once again. He closed the door and he went to the other side of the car and slid in. Then he shut the door, and looked at [Y/N]. [Y/N] looked back. This was Cody Simpson. His eyes were an alarming blue, and these four words that he said made [Y/N]'s heart melt into a little puddle. "You look beautiful tonight."
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