Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 21, 2009 22:32:04 GMT -5
He really did feel better knowing she wasn't stressed about it. He was a little bit, but not like he had been earlier and that level of nervousness was slowly coming down. The outfit conversation wasn't helping much though and while he knew darn well that the party dress had been more formal than her church clothes, he still thought they'd both work for this. Her suggestion of in between was actually perfect and he gave a deep sigh and smiled as soon as she said it. "Yeah, like that," he told her with a happy nod, glad she had figured it out. He had been confident she would.
His smile only got bigger at the mention of the curls. He loved her just the way she was with the straight hair, but there was something about those curls that just got him going.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 21, 2009 22:44:56 GMT -5
"Like that," she repeated his words. He'd said them often enough in the last few minutes, but at least she now knew what he meant. Lindsay had a lot of dresses like that, she'd know exactly what Felicity should wear, though she still wished Drew would be a bit more helpful, after all, he'd know what his mum would deem appropriate more than she could ever guess. But that smile of his made her heart melt, and everything else was forgotten as she leaned in and gently kissed those curved lips of his. How could she honestly resist?
"So one hour?" she asked as she slowly pulled away, taking in his taste, of which now lingered on her own lips. "I have just enough time to call Lindsay and shower and choose and get my hair the way you like it...and then you'll be back?"
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 22, 2009 22:52:18 GMT -5
"Like that..." he echoed softly, with a small smile. He hadn't realized how often he had said those two words until he heard them from her. He was feeling a lot more relaxed now that the outfit issue seemed to be resolved. He didn't want her worrying about something silly like what to wear. Sure, the wrong outfit could make the wrong first impression, but he knew enough to know Felicity wouldn't show up looking like some... well... some one Felicity wouldn't show up looking like.
She kissed him tenderly and he could feel his face flush. Her dad would have killed him in a second if he had seen, but Drew didn't even care. That one small kiss was worth it and he wouldn't trade those butterflies for anything.
"Is that going to be enough for you?" he asked, thinking it sounded like a lot of stuff she had to do. He had told her parents an hour, but they had spent a bit of time talking and they were probably down to 45 minutes.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 22, 2009 23:18:36 GMT -5
"If you give me at least an hour I promise I'll be ready," Felicity answered with a wide grin. There was no need to keep him waiting, she'd waited long enough for him and with him, and though she knew deep down she'd wait forever if he asked, she didn't feel the need to take more than an hour to ready herself. Once she got a hold of Lindsay, her cousin would throw a few things together and rush over in about fifteen minutes, giving her time to shower. Another fifteen minutes choosing just the right look to go with her necklace and what her cousin thought would be a good outfit, fifteen minutes to get her hair just right, and then ten minutes looking in the mirror and gaining approval from her family. And that left five minutes to let the nerves in her stomach make her ill. It was the perfect amount of time.
"I'll only take a few minutes in the shower, and Lindsay'll be here before I'm done and that leaves plenty of time for everything else. But I can take less time if you'd rather?" She wasn't sure how long it'd take him to get ready, be fussed over by his parents and Aunt for his acceptance, and then return to her house, for her.
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 22, 2009 23:35:53 GMT -5
"So an hour," he said, looking at his watch to verify the time. He'd be back at their house in exactly sixty minutes and while he could probably get ready in less than that, he wanted to make sure she had enough time. "No, I'm good with that as long as you are." It was easier to just say an hour than try to figure out a more exact time.
"So, I'll see you then," he said with a wide smile as he made to leave the house. Maybe it was that kiss that had done it, but he was suddenly feeling that good nervousness and none of the bad one.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 22, 2009 23:49:04 GMT -5
"In an hour," she answered with a smile as he stepped through the door to the porch. One hour and she'd be ready, ill as anything, but more than ready to finally meet his parents. Standing in the threshold for a moment, she watched him walk away, so happy to be with him. Then a moment later, the blonde closed the door and ran for the phone. She'd just used a precious minute of her hour, not that she minded as she'd used to watch her boyfriend, but that left fifty-nine minutes to be ready.
Picking up the telly, she dialed her cousin, spoke for a moment with her, heard a few screeches about how she hadn't been ready before now, hung up the receiver, ran up the stairs and readied the shower as she found her vanilla soap and shampoo. It was definitely going to be needed for this night considering her nerves were doing a jig like none other and she needed to calm down for this particular meeting. Lindsay would arrive with a few perfect outfits, she'd dress and have her hair curled and then it would begin, a huge step in their relationship, Felicity would meet the Thornton parents.
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 23, 2009 1:12:58 GMT -5
"If my mom calls back, tell her I'm on my way home," Drew told her as he walked backwards down the path to the sidewalk. He was planning to apparate once he got to Diagon Alley, but just in case. Giving her one more smile and a wave, he turned around and ran the whole way to the Leaky Cauldron, giving a quick little skip halfway before he reached the corner.
He made it back to his Aunt's house just a few moments before his sister and mother got there. After Drew explained that he had asked Felicity along and his mother had spent a few moments huffing about the short notice, he ran upstairs, got into the shower and asked one of the house elves to dig out his blue suit from the closet. Rumi acted as valet and made sure everything was properly pressed while Drew shaved and got his hair combed properly.
"Drew, we've got a reservation in an hour," he heard his dad's voice call from outside his room. Drew checked his watch again, seeing that he still had half of that left to pick up Felicity, and called back an acknowledgment. Rumi started on shining the shoes while Drew got dressed. The house elf did some final fussing as Drew straightened his tie and once his shoes were on he looked down at the helpful creature for one last approval.
"Mister Andrew looks very nice," the house elf squeaked up at him and Drew did a small happy dance. He gave the elf a quick fist pounding before hopping down the stairs where his mother was fussing with her earrings.
"Allegra and Aunt Abigail decided to sit this one out," she told him and Drew wasn't too sure to think about that. He was kind of counting on the buffer if his mom started in on questioning Felicity's motives for dating him. Drew really didn't think she'd do that on the first meeting, but it still worried him.
Drew confirmed where the restaurant was and gratefully accepted a bunch of forget-me-nots that Rumi had picked from the garden. Saying some quick goodbyes and telling his parents he'd meet them at the restaurant, he aparated back to the Cauldron and made his way back to the Hjorts, walking this time to make sure his shower stuck. Five minutes to spare, he climbed the steps and rung the bell again.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 23, 2009 1:43:15 GMT -5
The shower had been refreshing, and Felicity knew she took a few moments too long letting her shampoo set in and the soap foam and the scent seep into her skin, but she was sure it would be worth it, despite Lindsay's pounding on the loo door. Finally shutting the warm water off, she stepped out, wrapped a towel around her body and peeked out the door only to be pushed back into the bathroom and to have not only Lindsay but her cousin's best friend as well start throwing outfits in her face. At least she liked Brianna, she was friendly, unlike some others.
It took a few minutes longer than Felicity had planned to choose the right dress, not that she was particularly fond of the choice. They had brought over a dress suit, as well as having gone through Felicity's wardrobe, but decided none of it was right for Felicity meeting Drew's parents. Actually, it'd been a rather funny scene as they had had to nearly sit on Felicity to get the dress over her head and to pull her towel off. Why that one, she wasn't sure, but it annoyed her that they'd chosen that particular one when she thought a summer dress had been all right, but they told her it was definitely not a good impression outfit. Something about the colour and the fact it wasn't really a dress, or skirt, but a skort.
Afterward, they fought to apply some make-up to her face, but Felicity's screams brought her dad running and he told both girls Felicity was too young for make-up, thankfully. She hated the stuff and thought it was best if it was kept away from her face, besides, her face flushed naturally and she didn't want to try too hard to impress his parents. And what if she ended up being allergic to something they applied?
Right afterward, they agreed the curls in her hair would be perfect considering the dress and her simple jewelry. It was in the middle of her hair being curled she heard the doorbell ring, and knew she was behind schedule. But hopefully not too far, because she knew her family would still want to ooh and aah over her before she left. And would Drew's parents be with him? Her own parents wanted to meet them, but that would set them back farther in time, and she knew also that it would be best if the Thornton's were with Drew, as it would make her dad a little happier, if possible.
Opening the door, Ib glared immediately at the boy in blue. And right afterward, glanced past him. "Where're your parents?" Surely they were with him. Did their kind even drive? He didn't see any vehicles other than the usual ones, no cab, they weren't expecting his daughter to walk in what those girls stuck her in, were they? He wouldn't have it.
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 23, 2009 21:58:46 GMT -5
Drew had been doing his best not to fidgit as he waited on the front porch. He was pretty sure Felicity wouldn't be allowed to answer, but was still surprised to see Mr. Hjort open the door. There was the standard glare from the man and a demand Drew really hadn't been expecting.
"They were going to meet us at the restaurant," Drew answered feeling his nerves kick up even more. He hadn't thought of having his parents come meet hers... actually, neither had his parents. But if the Hjorts wanted it, he'd make sure it happened. "I have my dad's cell phone. I can call and tell them to stop by and pick us up." No, Drew had not gotten a car, though he had considered it. The place they were going wasn't far and he thought there was a chance Felicity might just want to walk it. He had planned to ask her and if not, he had his dad's phone and he knew he could get a car there in just a few minutes.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 24, 2009 21:10:03 GMT -5
"You ask my daughter to go celebrate with you, she gets all pampered up I'm guessing on your demand, and you expect her to foot it?" he asked with a menacing tone. What kind of manners did this kid learn growing up? And his parents, well, they were all to blame, allowing their boy to run around with a girl as sweet and innocent as Felicity, forcing her into a world she wasn't ready for, teaching her things Ib didn't want to think of his daughter learning, and then making her walk to a restaurant? What was with this boy? Ib didn't like him, not one bit, and what was worse, Meadow insisted he give him a chance. There was no need for it, he knew, the boy didn't deserve a chance. Finishing up the curls in her hair, Felicity took a last look in the mirror, praying Drew's parents would approve. If they didn't, it would break her heart because she really couldn't see Drew being happy if his parents didn't like her. How could he stand to be with someone they didn't like? Sure, he went on about his mum now and then, but, would he feel the same way if she forbade him to see her? The dress wasn't one she'd wanted, but she had to admit, it was nice, even for a dress. The material fit around her body, didn't show off more than she would ever want to, was rather appropriate, and she was sure Drew would like it, even the colour. It was a dark blue, a colour Drew loved, and a shade she thought was quite flattering. Her only problem was she wondered whether his parents would think it was too revealing, though it hardly showed more than if she'd worn shorts and a tank top. Gaining approval from Brianna and Lindsay, Felicity made her way down the stairs to catch the last bit of what her father was telling Drew. In all honesty, Felicity wouldn't mind walking, other than the shoes her cousin had forced her into, but it wouldn't really be all that bad, and she knew Drew could easily change the shoes if requested to, though it'd be difficult to hide what he was doing from prying eyes if they weren't careful. "I'm ready," she announced, hoping to keep things friendly. No, her dad wasn't usually friendly, but hopefully Drew would remain so.
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 25, 2009 1:04:39 GMT -5
Drew had been reaching for the phone in his breast pocket, but Mr. Hjort never gave him an answer. Instead, the mad bombarded him with a slew of accusations that Drew felt were a bit unfair. He hadn't demanded anything, in fact he thought he had been more on the unhelpful side when it came to what she was expected to wear. the only thing he had asked for were the curls and even then, it had hardly been a demand. ANd no, he hadn't expected her to foot it. He just hadn't wanted to show up with a car and then have her say she'd rather walk. This way, he would ask and they'd have a car there in a few minutes.
"No sir," Drew answered with a frown, not exactly sure how to respond and too concerned over what Mr. Hjort had said that he didn't even notice Felicity until she was right there. He knew he was supposed to tell her how beautiful he thought she was and give her the small bunch of flowers in his hand, but he was still worrying over why her father was yelling at him like that.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 25, 2009 1:25:10 GMT -5
Standing on the last stair, Felicity carefully observed two of the most important males in her life. They were so much alike, and yet she couldn't understand why they didn't get along too well. Her dad never gave Drew much of a chance to show how sweet he really was, and Drew tried from what she could tell to remain on her dad's good side, but that side had been pulling plank for a long time. What did Drew do to deserve such treatment? They'd had their own fights, a small break, her heart had felt broken into a million pieces all ready, and yet she loved him so and he loved her. Things worked out for them, when they were willing to work for it, and she wanted more than anything for things to work.
Holding her hands behind her back, she could feel the curls barely grace her shoulder as her head tilted slightly, waiting for someone to acknowledge the fact she was standing there, in a dress, in strappy sandals, donned in her matching hearts. Brown eyes moved between the two men, wandering one from the other, taking in how nicely Drew was dressed, glad she thought she matched a bit, watching her dad's breathing, rhythmic, calming from the heat he'd felt a moment before.
The silence was heavy and not at all comfortable. Trying to catch her dad's eye, she noticed he was avoiding her, so she shifted her gaze to her boyfriend. "Am I late?"
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 25, 2009 1:41:04 GMT -5
Drew was almost afraid to break eye contact with the man in front of him, but when Felicity spoke again, he had to look at her and smile.
"No... right on time," he told her, taking a deep breath and trying his best to relax. Focusing on Felicity seemed to help a lot. "You look amazing," he said, not only noticing the curls he had requested, but the shoes that probably wouldn't work very well for walking. Yeah, he should have called for a car before coming over.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Jan 25, 2009 2:17:56 GMT -5
"You really think so?" she asked with a small smile, finally taking that last step off the stairs and doing her best not to wobble in the stupid shoes. They looked nice with the outfit, all silver and matching her hearts, but she didn't like them too much. Glancing once more at her dad, she watched his eyes soften, just slightly at her, before they hardened over once more as the man looked at Drew. Felicity knew Drew had no ill intentions toward her, but why couldn't her dad understand the same?
"Are those for me?" she asked quietly, pointing at the flowers in his hands. They were her favourites, she knew he knew very well, and it always made her feel special when he brought her such little gifts, especially when there wasn't a reason to.
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Drew Thornton
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Post by Drew Thornton on Jan 25, 2009 22:10:14 GMT -5
Answering both of her questions at once, Drew nodded back nervously, still aware that he was under the watchful eyes of Mr. Hjort. He handed her the small bunch of flowers and smiled, finding it hard to take his eyes off of her, but realizing he couldn't just stand there and stare when her dad was right there.
He looked back at the man and gulped hard. "Should I call my parents?" he asked, the cell phone in his hand and ready to be dialed. "They were only a few minutes behind me, so I know they can be here in a matter of minutes." He had hoped for a few moments alone with Felicity and would have prefered that he could have introduced her to his folks before they met her parents, but if this was going to be the only way to go out with her that evening, he'd do it.
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