I know, I know... It took me a little while to type this... just trying to get everything right.
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...i just rhymed...
Title from "Obvious" by Westlife... this song was on repeat the whole time i was typing this
Hayley pulled into her driveway, followed by Sterling in his Jeep Cherokee. She ran over to his rolled down window, "So, I'm going to run in and tell my dad that I'm going to leave, then come back here and jump in. Sound good?"
Sterling nodded, "Yeah, works for me."
She quickly smiled at him before running into her house; her dad was in the kitchen making macaroni and cheese. "Hey there Hayley, I'm making your favorite tonight."
"Well, dad, I'm going to go shopping with sterling, so I'm probably going to eat with him," Hayley explained, "I thought I should tell you before we run off."
"Oh, well, it's O-" he then realized that had just mentioned a boy's name. "Sterling?" He questioned, "Are you going to bring this boy friend in to meet me?"
"Dad, he's just a friend."
"I don't care, I still want to meet every friend you bring over here… remember, this is Hollywood, we're not in Kansas anymore."
"Ugh, Fine." She sighed, heading to the front door, and signaled for him to come in.
Sterling climbed out of his vehicle and headed towards her house, he stood on the porch as her father came out to meet him, "Hello, sir." He greeted politely, shaking her father's hand in the process.
Pleased to meet you Sterling, I'm Hayley's father Lloyd. You're going to take good care of my daughter, right? I know you two are just going to hangout, but since you're driving, I want to know who you are before she jumps in your car… and I know that you're also an actor too, her co-star, so don't do anything stupid to get my daughter in trouble." Sterling nodded in agreement with her dad, "I know I sound a little pushy, but when you've been in law enforcement for over 20 years, you learn a thing or two." Lloyd explained as he threw an arm around Hayley's shoulders. "So, now you two can run off and shop if you want to."
Hayley hugged her dad before running to Sterling's car to leave.
"Sorry, 'bout that."
"Is he always like that?"
"Yep, he's always had to meet every friend I've ever had."
"Wow," Sterling laughed, "At least he's being protective over you… you are his only daughter." He started the car, "So let's do some shopping…" he said as they began to back out of the driveway.
"Okay, so don't laugh, this is what 80s looks like." he said from the behind the closed dressing room, "So you promise not to laugh?"
"I promise." She agreed, sitting on a couch by the dressing rooms.
He opened the door slowly before emerging from the dressing room in black pants, a loud yellow colored shirt with a grey vest ever it, and on top was a fedora balanced on the backside of his head. She stifled her laughs.
"You said you wouldn't laugh!"
"I'm not laughing, I'm chuckling… and besides, Joe Jonas called, he'd like his outfit back, he said he couldn't go onstage without it."
"Ha, ha, ha, very funny." He said sarcastically, throwing on a pair of Ray Bans, "Hello, 80s party! And If I want to dress like my favorite Jonas Brother I will." He put his hands on his hips like a twelve year old. "besides, like I said this is an 80s party, and the weirder, the better."
Hayley held her arms up in surrender, "Fine, fine, It… looks… okay." She picked her words out slowly.
"Okay is good enough for me." He disappeared back into the dressing room, and from behind the door, he kept talking, "So have you got an outfit for Saturday night?"
"Not particularly," she admitted, "I've got bits and pieces though, I really want to channel Cyndi Lauper… there's only a few things I can possibly do in a short amount of time." She smiled.
"Do you want to shop to? Depends on how much it is I'll pay." He said emerging from the dressing room fully clothed in his jeans and t-shirt.
"No, no, it's okay, you don't have to do that," she stood up from her spot on the couch and walked with him to the checkout counter, "Besides, I've been going through my mother's old stuff and I think I've possibly found a few awesome things." she explained, "Like this scarf," she flipped it around her neck, "This was my mothers."
"That is a killer scarf, I love red scarfs. They're pretty epic." He put the clothes on the counter, "Especially that one."
"Your total is 181.74" The clerk said as she put his clothes into a bag for him.
"I need to remember this is not Wichita, clothes are more expensive here." she said semi-quite to herself.
Sterling glanced over to her as he gave the clerk his credit card
"Don't mind me, just talking to myself."
He smirked. "Don't do that too much, people will think you're crazy." He said , and then noticed a mob of paparazzi at the door of the thrift store. "Ah, shit." He breathed
Hayley glanced over at the window too, "I guess I had had to get the taste of celebrity sometime."
Sterling thanked the clerk as they left.
It was as if they were stuck in a tornado of flashing lights, random people asking random questions:
-"Sterling, are you and your co-star Hayley dating?"
-"Hayley are you trying to be like Demi?"
Their names being shot out of different mouths, left and right… After what felt like forever, they climbed into Sterling's Jeep.
"That was fun." He laughed as he started his car and proceeded to drive. "Are you going to tell your dad about that one?" He glanced over at her.
She smiled shyly, "There's a possibility that that may happen." She laughed, then sarcastically cried , "Oh Sterling, you're such a horrible friend! Treating me like some kind of… Paris Hilton." She couldn't hold back her laughter.
He drove her back to her house after stopping at a McDonalds drive-thru.
"Thanks Sterling, that was fun." She said as she finished her cheeseburger just as he pulled into her driveway.
"You're very welcome Hales, glad you had fun at my expense" he put the jeep into park.
"I'll see you tomorrow at work," She leaned over and hugged him, "Thank You again." She said as she climbed out of the car.
He smiled as he watched her run into her house. "You're welcome."
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