I don't know where did I get my energy to finish the shooting when throughout the shooting I only felt the heaviness inside me. Thankfully, I was able to give what they are asking and finished the shoot on time.
"Thank you. Nine." Ms. Natasha stated, her eyes were weary looking exhausted but she was able to maintain her composure and wrap up the shooting.
"Anytime Ms. Natasha." I flashed a smile on her but turn into a yawn. I quickly covered my mouth in embarrassment. Did I just yawn at her?
She laugh elegantly and tap my shoulder. "Great work. Go home now. You look exhausted."
She and I bid our goodbyes and part ways. Should I call for a taxi? I'm too sleepy to drive. Before I could decide, a black BMW appeared in front of me.
The window of the luxurious car rolled down revealing a handsome driver. His brown locks swayed as he flip his hair.
"Hop in. I know your tired." The handsome driver said.
I squinted my eyes to have a clearer view of the handsome driver. Yes, his handsome even before having a clear view of his face. Don't argue with me.
"Joss..." I called out.
He flashed a sly smile before opening the passenger seat. I immediately slide myself in and put on seat belt. He waited for me to be settled before moving.
He eyed me for a second before stating "You can sleep Nine. You look worn out."
"No. You'll gonna be lonely." I replied, but my eyes were shutting of. I pinch myself trying to get it of my system. I look at the city lights that is enhanced by the dark sky diverting my attention.
My gaze landed at the man on the driver seat. His a bit bulkier than Joong and taller. They have that manly face that would make girls squeal.
Joss Wayar is handsome, insanely handsome. He got the charisma and personality that's perfect for this industry. His modeling career is not only exclusive in the country but all over the world. But still, he still remains the Joss Wayar we know. I observed my heart beat if it's beating the same as I'm with Joong.
But, no vail. I must have really like that guy.
"Really. I'm just gonna wake you up when we arrive." He said chuckling.
"What do you want for your birthday?" I said changing the topic. His birthday is coming I don't want to mess it. He's been a good friend and I feel awful that I've forgot his birthday last time.
"What do you want me to say?" He asked.
I look at him ridiculously, this man. He let out a chuckled looking at my reaction. He ruffled my hair and turn his eyes back to the road.
"I'm serious. You know." I gave him a low scrawl, causing him to burst out a laugh. In the past I gave him a vacation trip? That being said, I've got that from a sponsor. I won't spend that much trying to please this crazy person. "I know what I will gave you." I beamed at him.
He turn to look at me for a second. "What?"
"A psychiatrist calling card. So you can check your mental health." I smiled sheepishly, he glared at me but smiled inwardly.
See? He needs mental assistance!
My eyes rounded realizing a perfect gift for him. I grinned at what I thought. His friends even his parents will thank me for this. His fans might protest though.
I shifted from my seat and turn my body to look at him. He look at me ridiculously, as if I'm some psycho. "A T-shirt. Lots of it. So you can stop posting bare chest pictures in social media."
