The alarm has been ringing for a couple of minutes. I work up the courage to turn in my bed and turn it off. OH MY GOD. I'm late. I'm soooo late. I hop out of my bed and run to the shower. After the shower I throw on a semi professional outfit and put my long flowy blonde hair in a low ponytail. I rush down the hall into the kitchen. My roommate is cooking breakfast and lip syncing to come & go by juice wrld and marshmallow. god I wish she would turn that junk off and play hozier or Ariana grande. "Hey Emery! You look really good where ya going?" Gabby presses she looks at me and quirks her eye brow and watches me struggle to find my keys. " I'm late for a meeting with my boss, hey have you seen my keys," I look up at her and she points at the bowl in the middle of the kitchen island "thanks love," I kiss her cheek and rush out of the door. I speed walk to my car not wanting to sweat and smell bad before my meeting with my boss. I arrive to my horrible job and sigh as I reach the door. I give a small wave and a tight smile to all my co workers as I pass them. I reach my bosses office and give myself a pep talk before I knock on the door. You got this. He probably wants to give you a raise. Or maybe a promotion. Yeah maybe.
I thought wrong
I pick up my phone as I walk out the office
GABBY HANNAH ❤️
SENT:
I just lost my job
GABBY HANNAH ❤️
RECEIVED:
Omfg really why. WAS IT THOSE BOOLIES😡
GABBY HANNAH ❤️
SENT:
I'll tell you when I get home. I'm picking up some food do you want anything
GABBY HANNAH ❤️
RECEIVED:
I cooked 😔
I love gabby she's funny but everyone thinks she's problematic. Maybe they just don't get her humor. But she's also a bad cook so I stop by chic fil a and just get a large fry and lemonade. I'm walking back to my car when I bump into someone spilling my lemonade all over them. First thing I notice is his style and his handsome looks. He has dark brown almost black hair and it's parted down the middle flopping on both sides of his head. He has captivating green eyes that I could get lost in forever. God I would totally be a foreigner for him. He's wearing a black graphic t-shirt with a striped long sleeve shirt underneath and some black jeans with a fanny pack hanging across his chest to tie together the look. "OH MY GOD! I'm so sorry let me clean you up real quick!" He chuckles but I don't know what's so funny. "It's fine, I got it," he says picking my hand off of his shirt. I finally analyze his face and he's the most handsome man I ever seen. I'm practically drooling over him. My cheeks get red and I look at the napkins in my hand and go back to wiping his shirt dry. He grabs my hand again and brings it up to my face "honestly it's fine," he chuckles and drops my hand "your cute what's your name?" He asks. My cheeks turn red and I get so fluster. why would this fine specimen of a man want my name. "Em- ahh Emery, Emery Bingham," I look back down at the napkins in my hand and shove them into my chic fil a bag. The hottie in front of me chuckles and says "I'm lil huddy but call me chase ," I look down and pick up my lemonade cup and share a giggle with chase "what's your number Emery Bingham," he quirks an eyebrow holding his phone towards me with the number pad open. I take the phone and type in my number. A sudden wave of boldness comes over me and I put my name in his phone as hot chic fil a girl. I save it and give him back his phone feeling somewhat proud of what I did. He looks up at me and give me a smirk. Gosh that's hot . He's looks back down at his phone and shakes his head with a light chuckle. I love that chuckle. "Alright Emery, ill call you later maybe we could hang out or get some drinks ," he says with a wink and he walks away smoothly. OH MY GOD HES HOT. I turn and watch his back as he walks away hoping he would look back too. He doesn't. I reach my car which wasn't too far in the first place and crank up the car. Cold air from the vents hit my face and I sigh thinking about the things I would let chase do to me. I want him to pin me against the wall and choke me and make me scream his na- my phone buzzes.
(415)881-6192
RECEIVED:
Your not just hot. Your really hot 😉
My eyes widen in excitement. Despite the cold air on my face it starts to get heated as I begin to fantasize about a good night with chase. As soon as I reach the apartment I try to reach my floor as fast as possible clicking the 3 button on the elevator as hard as I can. I briskly walk down the hall looking for my apartment whisper counting " b 35 b 37 b 39 there we go," I pull out my key chain and start looking for my apartment key. "Yes!" I whisper yell not wanting to disturb my neighbors with my excitement to tell my best friend I met a total hottie getting food to avoid eating her horrible cooking. Finally I get the door open and the fresh scent of citrus hits like a bag of bricks "GABBY GUESS WHAT!" I say fairly loud while closing the door shut. She turns around from the stool she's sitting on. She was typing on her computer before i came in yelling. Gabby gives you a look between confused and concerned. "I MET THIS TOTAL BABE WHILE GETTING FOOD TO AVOID EATING YOUR HORRIBLE COO-" I catch myself before finishing that sentence "your a boolie!" Gabby says with an amused look on her face "but I care more about the hottie than your opinion on my cooking so SPILL," she says moving towards the couch and gesturing me to sit by her. She puts her feet up in the seat and her legs tussle a bit before stopping. I rant about how hot chase is and how his chuckle makes me blush and how his hair makes me giggle and how his stupid hot face makes me red. But I don't mention his name and gabby picks up on that. "I didn't catch his name," gabby says. I mouth the words "oh my bad " to gabby. "his name is chase Hudson or lil buddy or huddy or something, sorry can't remember the nick name. Anyways when I get into the car he te-" gabby stops me mid sentence "Did you say chase Hudson," I give her a confused look wondering why she cares so much about his name and less about what I was about to say "yeah chase.... chase Hudson. ANYWAY he texted me that I'm-" gabby interrupts again. Ok maybe she is problematic. "His family is like stupid dangerous! Emery I think his father is a mafia boss," my mouth drops. "Omg your so funny gabby. Gabby Hannah see her love comedy show today," I say sarcastically. Gabby rolls her eyes "omg your such a boolie! I'm serious Emmy you better watch out that man is dangerou-" Gabby is cut off by the notification that lights up my phone.
Boy of my dreams 🤩
RECEIVED:
Hey chic fil a girl. What do you say I take you out tomorrow night?
Boy of my dreams 🤩
SENT:
Sounds like a plan! Any suggestions on how I should dress for the special occasion and where are we going?
Boy of my dreams 🤩
RECEIVED:
Dress semi formal. It's a surprise. I'll pick u up at 7
IM SO EXCITED
"He may be dangerous but he's awfully hot so I don't know if your lying or not but I'm going on that date," I say rushing out of the living room into the bathroom starting a shower. After i get out of the shower I blow dry my fairly wavy hair and throw it up into a messy bun and completing a skin care routine singing to Harry styles. I love that man. Ten minutes later I get done with my routine and dance myself to my bed stoping on the way to check myself out in the full body mirror. I look kinda thick right now. I lay in my bed and scroll through TIk Tok until I remember Gabbys words. The son of a mafia boss. She's got to be joking. Right? Why am I even questioning it I just met chase but I trust him. I think. I switch from tik Tok to google and type in his name. His social media's pop up
that's where it ended lol
