How to ask out a female properly (NN Oneshot)

>You are Norman, and you are currently making your way to the Aryan Beauty's residence.
>Pink found out about your crush on her, despite the measures you took to keep it secret.
>... Okay, maybe stuttering out a string of Rarara whenever you try to say her name doesn't help your case.
>Regardless, Pink decided to throw a couple's type of party, and to help you out, she tasked you with giving Aryan Beauty an invitation.
>The kicker is that you are also to ask her to be your date.
>The plan seemed solid, and if she didn't go for it, you can always say "as friends" and draw the fire away.
>Flawless planning.
>You are approaching the driveway of her rather large abode.
"Well, that's not disheartening."
>It fucking is.
>You advance to the front door of the house, and knock.
>After hearing some fast paced steps down a flight of stairs, the door opens and Aryan Beauty answers.
>"Why hello, dahling. What brings you here?"
>You retrieve the invitation to the party and hold it out for her.
"Pink's throwing a party, and she had me invite you."
>"Oh? Is that so? My, it says it's a rather... intimate sort of gathering. Who might you be taking?"
>Time to nut up, or shut up.
>That was a good movie.
>FOCUS.
>You have to nail this, or you may never get the chance again.
>You feel your breathing increasing in frequency.
>DON'T FUCKING SPAZ OUT.
>JUST ASK HER TO GO WITH YOU.
"Ar-"
>REAL NAME, BUGGER.
"Ra- Rarara."
>She looks at you as if you were a strange being.
>OH GOD, DAMAGE CONTROL.
>Quick! Sing your invitation!
>Sing?!
>Yes, sing! All her friends do it! There has to be something to it!
>I don't know, that sou-
>SING YOU SHIT, SING!
[spoiler]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=i3fZd5qZje0#t=58[/spoiler]
>No.
>NO.
>NO PLEASE GOD, NOOOOO!
>Do not tell me you just did that.
>YOU DID NOT JUST DEATHGROWL AT FUCKING ARYAN BEAUTY.
>You fucking MORON.
>There isn't a chance for you now.
>She is just going to slam the door, and try to forget she knows you.
>IDIOT.
>You better pray she even THINKS about speaking to you ever again.
>Why the fuck would you fuck up like that?
>There isn't a shot that you, the goddamn racist, will ever find a girlfriend.
>The one girl who showed such kindness to you.
>The first of Purple's friends to talk to you as a great friend.
>You blew it.
>It's over.
>Just go home.
>There isn't a reason to wake up anymore.
>Rot in bed.
>The tears pooling at the edges of your eyes threaten to slide down your face.
>If you dislike yourself this much, think about how much she must hate you.
>Taking one last crestfallen look at her, you see her slacked jaw and wide eyes.
>That is not a good sign for the future.
>You dun goofed.
>Your goof is the goof of the year for all years.
>There is no hope.
>You hang your head in shame and turn to walk away.
>Before you slink off, you feel a grip wrap around your chest and impede your walk of shame.
>"Oh Norman! Such a passionate invitation could never be refused!"
>Wat.
>"When can you pick me up? I'll start getting ready now."
>Wat.
>You notice her eager expression.
>You better fucking respond.
>Do not fuck this up again!
"Uh, I, uh... seven?"
>She gives a squeal and a squeeze and rushes back into the house.
>What just happened.