《The Ecstasy Of Faking It》Chapter 41: Prom.
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"Okay, she's ready." Lucy announced as she stood at the top of the staircase.
"No I'm not, I feel so overdressed!" Emily responded from her bedroom. I smiled and her dad chuckled beside me.
"Emily, come out or else Adrian is gonna take Danna Harrison to prom!" Her dad shouted.
"Who's Danna Harrison?" I turned to ask him, he just shook his head in response.
"He wouldn't dare." Her voice sounded close, I looked up and saw her standing beside Lucy.
She was in a thigh slit red dress, her hair looked wavy and her heels looked like they were made out of diamonds?
"Wow, I guess she's not so little anymore." Her dad muttered as he looked up at her.
"They hate it, I knew it." She turned to walk back to her bedroom, Lucy grabbed her hand to stop her.
Drama queen.
She looked at Lucy and sighed, she started walking down the stairs and I felt it, the urge to meet her halfway and kiss her. Sometimes I felt like I still had a crush on Emily, like I hadn't already kissed her yet or hugged her or said hey. It was like I was still falling for the girl that I was already dating, wanting someone that I already had.
I wondered how I was going to make all of those things disappear once we went our separate ways and lived our separate lives after summer, how was I going to live through one goddamn day without her?
She reached the bottom of the stairs and stared at me, her dad was standing right beside me so I couldn't kiss her. I ended up handing her the daisies I brought with me, she looked down at them and then back at me.
"He knows you like daisies more than roses, I was shocked too." Said her dad, she took them and looks at me curiously.
Jared and I totally stalked her on Instagram and that's how I knew she liked daisies more than roses.
Romantic gentleman move? I know.
"I'll take these." Emily's dad took the flowers and went to the kitchen.
She moved to stand in front of me for some reason, she smelled so good. I hated the fact that I couldn't kiss her like I was doing it for the first time.
I didn't even do it right the first time I kissed her, it was so short lived.
We smiled at each other.
"Okay, picture time." Lucy descended the stairs with her phone in hand.
"Oh God no." I scrunched up my face.
"What do you mean no?" She whined, Emily giggled.
"Adrian doesn't like taking pictures, I only take pictures of him when he's asleep." She said to Lucy, I widened my eyes at her. Realization took over her face as she looked at me and she facepalmed.
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"You do what?" I asked her.
"I mean... That one time but I totally deleted it." She waved it off, clearly lying.
"It's just one picture, there will never be another prom." Lucy said in a serious tone.
"C'mon AD, just one picture, for me?" Emily shook my arm, I sighed.
"Just be quick about it." I said in a low tone, Emily wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her lips on my cheek, Lucy took a picture or several. "Okay, that's enough." I held Emily's hand and led her to the front door.
"Bye Lucy." She waved.
"Bye sweetie." Lucy responded as I opened the door.
We walked out the front door and stood on the porch, I took my time to drink her in, she was fucking gorgeous. Gorgeous and mine.
"I wanna kiss you." I admitted, she rolled her eyes with that smile.
"And ruin Lucy's work of art?" She gestured to her makeup. I grinned, I admired the fact that she was getting along with Lucy.
"Fish kiss then?" I suggested, stepping closer to her, she pushed her head back.
"Fish kissing is for children and also for people who are not Emily and Adrian." Her eyes lit up.
Emily and Adrian. I wanted that to be a permanent thing, I wanted it to stick forever.
"You playing hard to kiss is not so very sexy." I said as we walked down the steps, she laughed.
"You wearing a tuxedo for me is definitely sexy." She responded.
"Jokes on you, I totally ditched those gentleman shoes." I pointed at my Vans. Her mouth curved into a smile.
"Yeah but this pushed back gelled hair is like what I picture when I fantasize about you so.." She nibbled on her bottom lip, I halted my steps. She laughed, tilting her head back.
"I wanna let you fulfill your fantasy instead of going to prom." I said.
"Maybe I might, later tonight, c'mon let's go."
"Do you get to keep the dress on?"
"Do you want it on?" She asked, my eyes darted to her dress.
On, definitely on.
"Fuck's sake, this sex talk is stressing me out." I continued walking towards the SUV.
Emily looked at the car with a suspicious glance.
"Yeah, I thought about the whole limo thing and it just sounded pretty stupid in my head." I fed her curious mind.
"The thought of a limo sounded stupid? Wow." She laughed lightly and then looked up at the sky, "God? where am I going to find another Adrian?" She added, I chuckled.
I snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her to my chest, she hitched her breath, I stared at her lips. God, her lips. I kissed her, the way she deserved to be kissed. Slow, gentle, passionate, loving.
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I pulled away before I could think about ripping her dress.
"Literally nowhere." I responded to her previous question as I opened the passenger door. She didn't get in, she stared at me with a blank expression like she wanted to tell me something but she didn't say anything, she just got in the car and I shut the door.
Was it something I said?
I got in the driver's seat and brought the car to life.
She was quiet.
"So Toby called me." I cooked up conversation, she sunk in the seat and shut her eyes.
"Please don't tell me they found out it was you."
"They found out it was me." I told her. She turned to look at me.
"What are they going to do?"
"Nothing, he just told me that he was glad that I found redemption and some shit like that and then he let me go. For good." I kept my eyes on the road.
"Oh. That's great but what did he mean by that?" She asked.
"I don't know, it was probably something that fifteen year old Adrian was supposed to understand, I didn't." I whispered the last part.
*************
I rolled my eyes at how fucking expensive everything looked. The place looked like a goddamn Castle from both the inside out, there was a chandelier hanging in the ceiling and everyone was all dressed up.
I had no intention of going to prom before, the whole prom idea made me cringe to death but there I was, at prom, in a fucking tux.
"Holy shit, Emily. You look so beautiful." Said Stacey as the three of them rushed towards us. I was about to walk away from whatever was about to go down but Emily yanked me back.
Damn it.
"Oh my God, you too." She said, looking at all of them.
"Nice." I said to Jessica who was in a suit.
"I know right." She ran her hands on the material of her designer suit.
"Where's Cole?" Emily asked, looking around for him.
"Cole is crying in the bathroom." Gina responded, I raised my brows at her.
"Did you break up?" Asked Emily.
"No, they found out they're going to the same college. They think it's a sign from heaven." Jessica rolled her eyes at the statement.
The song changed to a slow song and Emily's friends jumped in excitement at the song. Kill me.
"I made the request," Stacey pointed at herself, "I asked him to play ghost of you by 5sos but he said it's prom and not a funeral then I remembered that Emily is a total slut for Shawn Mendes."
Emily plastered a faint smile, "Thanks Stace but-"
"Adrian, this is the part where you ask her to dance with you bro, c'mon." Gina slapped my shoulder.
OH. Shit.
I sucked at those things but what the hell.
"Uhm, sure, wanna dance?" I let my hand out, she clearly hesitated, looking at me and her friends. She placed her hand in mine and we went to the dance floor, she locked her hands behind my neck and I secured mine around her small waist. It was like we were hugging, I liked us like that.
But I couldn't help but feel like something went off with Emily the very moment that song started playing.
"Emily?" I whispered beside her ear.
"Adrian?" She whispered back.
I loved it, I loved when she responded to her name with mine. It irritated me at first but it grew on me.
"What is this song called?" I asked.
"They're going to kick your ass out of Hollywood for not knowing a Shawn Mendes song." She said, I chuckled.
"Just tell me, I know you want to." I planted a kiss on her shoulder.
She sighed, "Fallin' all in you."
I smiled, of course it was.
"Are you Fallin' all in me, Emily?" I teased.
"It's not funny, Adrian. I fucking loved this song." She responded in a serious tone.
"Loved? Why'd you stop loving it?"
"Because I slow danced to it with Adrian Mackey and now all I'm gonna think about is this moment every time I'll hear it." She said honestly.
Her words made me pause.
I looked at her face, placing my hands on the side of her face and searching her eyes, "Stop. you have to stop killing yourself with all these thoughts about how we're not going to be, just live in this moment with me, Yeah?"
She leaned in and gave me what felt like a painful prolonged kiss, "Can we leave now, please?" She whispered softly, leaning her forehead against mine.
I pushed back the urge to laugh, "You wanna.. ditch prom?" I stared into her eyes.
"Don't act all surprised, I know you didn't even want to come here."
"Yeah but we don't have to leave because it's not my thing, we can stay because it's yours." I said. The corners of her mouth lifted.
"Why was that the sweetest thing you've ever said to me?"
"I thought the sweetest thing I've ever said to you was I love you." I smiled.
"No, that was the most shocking thing." She pointed out, I nodded.
"Fair enough. Can I take you somewhere?" I held her hand in mine, she looked down at our hands.
"Where?" It came out as a whisper.
"You'll see."
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