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"You ready, Nora?" James called out from the bedroom, waiting for his girlfriend to finish up in their shared en-suit bathroom so that they could make their dinner reservations.
Tonight was the night that Eleanora was going to be meeting James' family and to say that she was shitting herself was an understatement. She was worried that they wouldn't like her and that would cause tension between James and his family. She didn't want to be the cause of that.
"Listo!" She called out as she finished tidying up the red lipstick that she had messed up earlier. She wanted the night to be perfect and she was determined to do everything in her power to make sure that it was.
When Eleanora stepped out of the bathroom, James felt his heart stop and his breath hitch in his throat. It didn't matter how many times he saw his girlfriend and her beauty, everytime still felt like the first. The footballer still had to pinch himself sometimes to check that the life he was living wasn't a dream because he was living his dream. The girl that he had crushed on for so many years was finally his.
"How do I look?" The brunette girl spun around, showing off her new dress that she had recently bought in a charity shop, falling in love with it the moment that she saw it.
"Phenomenal," James whispered, still not quite believing that what he was living wasn't a dream.
"Shall we go?" The blonde boy stuck his arm out and Eleanora took it with a beaming smile on her face.
She was always her happiest when she was with James. She couldn't imagine herself with anyone else and the model was delighted that he had been the one to come into her life when he did. It was almost as if fate was looking out for her.
Once at the restaurant, James and Eleanora walked in and immediately spotted James' parents. Eleanora felt the butterflies in the pit of her stomach start up again, wanting to make a good impression on her boyfriend's parents.
"Hola, Eleanora." Una, James' mum, spoke in Spanish to the Mexican girl, trying her best to ease the girl into the evening and let her know that she was welcome.
"Hola." The brunette girl smiled at the slightly older woman, her nerves settling slightly as she realised how lovely his family was.
"Eleanora, tell us about yourself." Gary, James' dad, prompted as the evening went on. They had just finished eating and after catching up with their son, they were intrigued to find out more about his other half.
"Well, I'm a..." The brunette trailed off and james sent her a look, wondering what had suddenly gotten into her.
"How do you say it in English?" The girl turned to her boyfriend, panic evident in her voice as she suddenly forgot one of her most used english words.
"Model." James sent Eleanora a reassuring smile. He knew that she tended to forget some of her English words when she got nervous and he was always there to help her.
