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๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐ˆ๐“ ๐–๐‡๐€๐“ ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐–๐€๐๐“ !
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๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—… ๐—…๐—‚๐–ฟ๐–พ ๐—‘ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐–ผ๐—‚๐–บ๐—… ๐—†๐–พ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–บ




















































๐‘๐„๐€๐‹ ๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐„ . . .

๐ˆ๐ ๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐‡๐Ž๐๐„๐’๐“๐‹๐˜, ๐๐ˆ๐‚๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐€๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ Lorelai had no idea what they were going to do. The others had already left with their own personal cameras to do whatever they wanted, whilst Lorelai and Nicholas still remained in the Sturniolo household.

Nicholas still held the camera, but it was turned off. He didn't know when to turn it on. All he planned on doing was following Lorelai like a lost puppy, but she wasn't moving. Her eyes stayed stuck on the wall before them, not moving an inch.

"So what should we do?" Nicholas asked, breaking the silence that lingered before them. The pop singer, who was always in her thoughts, immediately snapped out of them and glanced towards the gorgeous man.

"I'm sorry." Lorelai apologised to the boy before sighing.

"Have I done something to like upset you?" Nicholas asked out of nowhere, surprising the brunette girl who looked at him confused. Nicholas sighed, finally building the courage to speak up about the interview.

"Look, I know you saw the interview." He started off as. "I don't know if anything I said offended you, but if it did then I'm sorry. I know you're off limits and I would never try and ruin what you have with your boyfriend." He informed the girl.

"I didn't even know you were going to be here by the way. But I'm sorry if I did do anything to make you feel upset or anything." Nicholas told the girl which made her softly smile. "I wouldn't mind being friends with you because I do think you're awesome."

As Lorelai heard everything that came out of Nicholas's mouth, she felt her heart began to beat faster, she felt goosebumps, she felt the butterflies fluttering around in her stomach and she felt the heat rise to her cheeks.

What he said wasn't much, but to her it was everything. No man had actually ever talked about her the way Nicholas did and that made Lorelai feel happy and safe.

"You haven't done anything to upset me." She started off as. "What you said in the interview didn't offend me. In fact, I found it very sweet and adorable." She told him and a smile rose on her face when she saw the way Nicholas's eyes sparked in the bright light.

"I think you're really cool from what I've seen so far and I'd love to be friends." Lorelai told him, her smile widening as well as Nicholas's.

As Nicholas heard everything that came out if Lorelai's mouth, he could feel his heart beating faster, he could feel goosebumps, he could feel the butterflies fluttering in his stomach and he could feel the heat rise to his cheeks.

Her reassuring him made him feel calm. He also loved how softly she spoke to him. He loved everything about her and he was very jealous of her boyfriend.

Nicholas Chavez desperately wanted to be Lorelai Grande's boyfriend, but she was taken which meant she was forbidden and that's what he hated, but he was respectful towards Theo and his relationship with Lorelai, so he vowed to hide his feelings.

"You wanna finally start this challenge?" Lorelai asked the Chavez boy. Nicholas nodded, turning the camera on and pointing it towards him and Lorelai.

"Yo! It's me Nicholas Chavez." Nicholas looked at the camera and introduced himself before pointing it towards Lorelai. "And I'm Lorelai Grande." The pop singer also introduced herself, waving at the camera.

"Sadly, we're locked in for the next 24 hours. Hopefully it won't be as bad." Lorelai said in disappointment whilst looking at the camera and showing the handcuffs that linked the two, but it was clearly obvious she was joking.

"Oh we all know you're gonna enjoy yourself because you're literally spending a day with me!" Nicholas playfully smirked. "And I'm an icon." He hummed, making Lorelai smile and roll her eyes.

"Anyways, chat, we have no idea what to do so we're gonna go head to the park and push children off the swings!" Nicholas exclaimed, holding his thumbs up at the camera.

The pop singer gasped, slapping Nicholas on his bicep. "I will not be participating in pushing children off swings!" She exclaimed, looking at the camera in disbelief.

"I was joking." He looked at Lorelai and laughed before leaning closer to the camera and whispering the words, "No I wasn't."

"This bitch." Lorelai rolled her eyes, grabbing the camera away from Nicholas and holding it with her spare hand.

"But yeah since we have no idea what to do we are gonna go to the park and I'm looking forward to pushing Nicholas off the swing." Lorelai told the camera before blowing a short n sweet kiss at it.

"Rude." Nicholas dramatically huffed. "Well I'll push you off the swing first."

"Bet." Lorelai responded back.

"I don't get how it's going to work cuz we are handcuffed." Nicholas looked over at the girl, their eyes locking for a good few seconds before Lorelai looked away, faintly blushing.

"It's giving if we go down then we go down together." Lorelai sang. "Somet like that." She mumbled.

"Right let's go."





















































๐‹๐Ž๐‘๐„๐‹๐€๐ˆ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐๐ˆ๐‚๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐€๐’ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐†๐„๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐„๐ˆ๐‘ plans from going to the park to now being stood outside the bumper cars place.

They decided to go here because it would be more fun and also because both of them hadn't done it before so that was one of their common interests.

"I'm acc terrified for this!" Lorelai spoke to the camera, and to Nicholas, her tone anxious and scared.

"It's just driving and bumping into other cars so that will be fun." Nicholas enthusiastically said.

"Yeah well I failed my driver's license." Lorelai sighed and admitted, making Nicholas snort. The pop singer glanced over at him and sent him a death glare to which he apologised for.

"Well it's good you have me driving you." Nicholas grinned. "You can be my passenger princess." He winked at the girl, causing her to blush so hard that she could already see people talking about this in the next few days.

"Cute." She whispered to herself, her eyes still remaining on Nicholas's and Nicholas softly looking at her with his chocolate brown eyes.

"Oh my god, Are you Lorelai Grande?" A group of teenage girls called out to the pop singer, making her and and Nicholas look in the direction of the girls who were walking out place.

"No I'm actually Amelia Eilish." Lorelai joked to Nicholas who let out a chuckle, the camera capturing the whole moment.

"Hi! Is it okay if we get a picture taken?" One of the girls joyfully asked. Lorelai smiled and nodded, reaching for the girl's phone and posing for the camera.

As they snapped the picture, Nicholas stepped out of the view so Lorelai could have a moment with her fans and also admire how perfect she truly is. She always put a smile on everyone's faces and that made him realise how much a ray of sunshine she is. The girl is the definition of perfection to him.

"Nice to meet you!" Lorelai exclaimed, waving at the group of girls with her free hand, the girls waving back at her and squealing in excitement. The pop singer giggled before turning to Nicholas, asking him if he was ready to go in and so they did.




















































๐๐ˆ๐‚๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐€๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐‹๐Ž๐‘๐„๐‹๐€๐ˆ ๐’๐€๐“ ๐ˆ๐ their bumper car, Nicholas in the driving seat and Lorelai in the passenger seat. Due to the handcuffs limiting them for using both hands, Nicholas has to do it with one hand.

Honestly Lorelai didn't mind helping him a bit but she definitely is going to love watching him drive with one arm, even if isn't an actual car.

"You ready for this?" Nicholas asked the girl who sighed and nodded. Lorelai held the camera close up to her, looking at her reflection and quickly adjusting her makeup.

"Can't wait to crash this baby into many other cars." Nicholas smirked, patting on the wheel before looking at the camera and running a hand through his hair.

Lorelai looked over at him, most specifically how he was manspreading, which was definitely one of the things that made her weak in the legs. 'He is so fucking hot', She thought.

"Imagine when you crash into someone and they like fly out of the car." Lorelai told Nicholas, having no idea why she had just said that.

Nicholas let out a chuckle. "Sucks to be them I guess." He chuckled even more, feeling himself very comfortable around the pop singer.

"Fairs." Lorelai muttered under her breath. The two waited for a few seconds until the buzzer went, signalling that they could start.

"Let's go motherfucker!" Nicholas exclaimed, getting major flashbacks to a certain scene on his recent Netflix show.

Nicholas quickly pressed his foot on the pedal and sped up, crashing into anyone who got into his way as he found it funny. Obviously he would check up on Lorelai to see if she was okay and she was seeming to enjoy it.

"Woohoo!" Lorelai screamed, laughing so hard that her stomach started to hurt. Lorelai had the camera held up, her hair flowing in the back as she let out excited screams.

She looked over at Nicholas, her eyes sparkling at the sight of him. This was honestly one of the best things she had ever done and she was glad she could do it with Nicholas. She hadn't had this much in forever and it made her realise that Nicholas was the spark in her life that she needed.





















































๐ˆ๐๐’๐“๐€๐†๐‘๐€๐Œ . . .

๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—‚๐–บ ๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—€๐—‹๐–บ๐—† ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—’ !






















































































๏ฝฅหš เผ˜โ”Š ๐ƒ๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐‹๐€๐‡ ๐’๐๐„๐€๐Š๐’ !

๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—‰ ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‚๐—€ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‚ ๐—๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‚๐— ๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—‡๐— ๐–ผ๐—Ž๐—“ ๐—‚ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ๐—‡'๐— ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—’ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–ผ๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‚๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ

๐–จ'๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—‚ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—†๐—Ž๐–ผ๐— ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐—Œ๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡, ๐—Ž๐—‰๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐–จ ๐—€๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐–ฟ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‘๐— ๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—๐–พ๐—‹.

๐– ๐—…๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐—…๐—’ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐Ÿค๐Ÿช ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐–บ๐—‚๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–บ ๐—‡๐–พ๐— ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹๐— ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–ซ๐—’๐—…๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ค๐—‹๐—‚๐—„ ๐–ฝ๐—Ž๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—‡๐–พ๐— ๐–พ๐—๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ๏ผŽ ๐–จ'๐—† ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—’ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐—…๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—. ๐–ณ๐—๐–พ๐—’ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—‹๐–พ๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ. #๐–ฟ๐—‹๐–พ๐–พ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—“๐–ป๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ.

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