"Hey neighbor." i glanced over at Beckham who seemed to be heading back into his apartment. I couldn't help but notice the tray of coffee in his hand with 2 cups. So i just assumed he had company over.
And a big part of me hurt a little because in my mind i just assumed he had a girlfriend. Which i don't know why it hurt? We're just friendly neighbors.
"Hey." i respond to him as i locked my door.
"So what are you up to today?" He leaned against his door.
"Mm not much. Probably just get a coffee and maybe hang out with one of my friends." i shrug.
"Well it's your lucky day. Today i decided to be a nice neighbor." he smirked at me as he grabbed one of coffees on the tray and handed it to me. "I hope i got the order right."
"Wait how did you know my order?"
"There was like 3 empty cups with the order on the side of the cup in your kitchen." he chuckled.
"Yeah..." i laughed nervously as i took the coffee. "Thank you. That was really nice of you." i smiled softly at him.
"I was also going to ask if maybe you wanted to hang out? My trainor gave me the day off and i don't know anybody except him and you." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Awww we're both friendless." i pouted sarcastically.
"It's cool." he shrugged as he opened his apartment door to throw the tray. Then he came back.
"Show me around LA." he smiled over at me as he locked his door too.
"Okay." i could already feel myself getting nervous around him.
"We'll take my car." i suggest as we went to my parking spot in the garage.
"Where are you taking me first?" he smiled as we got into my car.
"We're going to be some real tourists today. So Hollywood Boulevard." i smirked at him.
—
"So people just dress in costumes and pretend to be superheroes for money?" Beckham laughed softly as we walked past them.
"Yes basically." i smiled as we continued past the street.
"Excuse me." i felt a tap on my shoulder which totally caught me off guard.
I jerked my head towards the person and saw a girl who looked to be in middle school and her mom besides her.
"Sorry to bother you. I was wondering if we could take a picture?" I couldn't help but notice her hands shaking as she handed her mom the phone.
"Oh my god! Of course."
It actually made me super happy.
After we took the pictures we talked for a bit. Then she told me she had a fan page about me so i made sure to follow her.
Then she ended up crying so i hugged her.
Once Beckham and i left i ended up crying in front of him.
"Aww don't cry." Beckham pulled me into a hug.
"i'm trying not to." i laughed while simultaneously sobbing into his chest.
I seriously need to stop crying in front of Beckham. He probably thinks i'm a bitch.
"After the break up I was positive that nobody supported me anymore. But to know that i do have supporters like that girl makes me feel good about myself for once."
"You're a good role model, Rori. Don't forget that." He whispered. "Now cmon. Let get back in the car. Then we can get ice cream. My treat." he chuckled.
—
"My trainer is going to kill me for this." Beckham laughed as we walked out of the ice cream shop happy as ever.
"Can't relate. I'm my own boss." i smiled contently at him.
"Tomorrow we should go on a morning jog together. It'll be fun."
"What part sounded fun to you?" I raise a brow at him as we sat down at a bench.
"All of it." he grinned. "Cmon! It's refreshing and you'll feel productive."
"Well i guess it will give me an excuse to use one of my gym outfits." i shrug.
"Be thankful i'm not dragging you to my training sessions." he chuckled.
and just like that, we made plans to hang out together again.
I know Beckham wants to hang out because he doesn't know anybody else, but little does he know he's actually helping me out.
If it weren't for him i'd probably be sitting in my apartment crying.
—sweeteasaint
i am so sorry i didn't update for like a whole week.
i had major writers block
but anywaysss here's the chapter tehe
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i'm sorry but they have no room to talk ab appearances AND I SAID WHAT I SAID
