"You're late Lillian." My boss said as I rushed into the salon. I threw my bag into my chair and ran around the room trying to get my things ready before my client showed for their appointment.

"I know I know I'm so sorry Hannah! My alarm never went off then I couldn't find my wallet! Today really sucks." I groaned and slumped down into my chair.

"Well pull it together Lillian. Your client is just about to walk through the door."

"Okay yeah, sorry." I sighed and stood up as the thin auburn haired woman walked through the salon door.

"Are you Lillian?" She smiled at me.

"I am!" I grinned.

"I'm Jessie. Your ten thirty." She stuck her hand out for me to shake and I smiled back at her as I did so.

"Lillian. Your hairdresser." I laughed. "So what did you want done today?" I asked as she sat in the chair.

"Could you dye it blonde? And I want pink in the bangs."

"That's quite a change!"

"I know" she laughed. "I need a change in my crazy life."

"You and me both."

After I had left the bleach in Jessie's hair to set, I just had to wait for it to finish. I leaned against the counter and spoke to her.

"So what do you do?" I asked her.

"I'm a dancer. And I do adult movies sometimes. I just like to be naked." She laughed.

"That's really cool!"

"You think so? Most people think less of me for it." She frowned.

"Those people are dumb. It's your life, live it how you want to." I smiled.

"Thanks Lillian." She smiled.

"No problem!"

"Lil!" Hannah called me.

"Yeah?"

"You've got a visitor! He's coming back."

"Who the hell?" I mumbled and looked to see who it was.

"Hey Lil. You left this in my car last night." Shayley said handing me my wallet.

"Shayley Bourget bless your fucking soul I was going crazy trying to find that this morning." I let out a sigh of relief and wrapped my arms around the man. He followed my actions and snaked his arms around my waist.

"So how's work?" He smiled down at me.

"Fabulous." I beamed. The timer went off for Jessie's hair and I reached over to turn it off. "One second Shay." I leaned up and kissed his lips before turning back to Jessie. I lead her back to the sinks and rinsed her now blonde and pink hair.

"When's your lunch break?" Shay questioned while I blew out her hair.

"When I'm done with Jessie. Why?"

"You wanna go get Starbucks or something?"

"I'd love to."

~

"So how did you end up modeling?" Shayley asked, playing with my hands that rested beneath his.

"Well, I needed some extra cash when I was in cosmetology school. I guess I just found my way into it. When did you start playing bass?"

"Oh god. Uhm, back in high school. I spent a lot of time by myself and it just happened. Music means a lot to me."

"Did you ever think of doing anything with it?"

"Not really. It's just something I do for fun. Not that wouldn't do it if I had the chance." Shay shrugged.

"Well I think you should. You're really talented whether you realize it or not. Maybe you could do vocals too." I looked down at my phone to check the time and realized I only had about ten minutes left. "I should start back." I said sadly.

"I'll think about it." He grinned. "Here, I'll walk back with you."

Shayley and I walked down the street holding each others hand.

"Hey Lil?" He said nervously.

"Hmm?" He stopped walking and took both of my hands in his.

"I know we haven't known each other for long time but I really like you."

"I really like you too Shay." I bit my lip as I looked up at him.

"Lilly, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked. I dropped my hands from his and a smile spread across my face. My arms snaked around his neck and I pressed my lips to his.

"Of course. I'd love to." I whispered.

~

"Lil where's the bowl of chiiiiips!" Shayley groaned and leaned against the kitchen doorway.

"They're on the table Shaaaay." I mocked him.

"Don't make fun of me. I'm just trying to be a good Super Bowl host." He snatched the bowl off the table and stuck his tongue out at me.

"You're not even answering the door." I giggled and stretched up on my toes so I could kiss him quickly before letting our guests in. I walked over to the door and pulled it open to reveal two men who must have been friends of Shayley's.

"Hi. I'm Phil. You must be Lilly." The one with longer hair smiled an big toothy smile and stuck his hair out for me to shake.

"I am!" I grinned and took his hand. "How about you?" I laughed to the other man and let them in.

"Valentino. Just call me Tino." He said and they both went over to say hi to Shayley.

About two hours later all the guys were sitting on the couch screaming at the TV while I went to get myself another beer. I called out to the guys asking if they wanted anything and Phil was the only one to answer, asking for a beer as well. When I walked back into the living room all the guys were staring at the TV intently. I took my phone out and turned so my back was facing them, taking a picture of myself with them all jumping up and screaming in the background. I tagged them all and posted it to Instagram. "Super Bowl party with these lunatics @youngfuego @mrmoneycat @Shayleydayshellbourget" is what it read. I sat with the boys and watched Tino check his phone. My phone then came up with a notification from Instagram. Tino had taken the picture I posted and put it to his with the caption "at @shayleydayshellbourget and @lillianbrielloofficial 's apartment for the Superbowl! Love these two!"

Then a comment popped up beneath it, making my heart stop.

"@Austincarlile - Nice pic. Can't wait for practice tomorrow. Gonna go over a lotta shit."