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Clover

"Come on clover." "Go away Adam." I roll my eyes, "why won't you talk to me, seriously, how much time away do you need?!" He groans. "I told you that we were done, not that I needed time, Adam after everything you put me through I just can't stay with you, it's so... toxic, and you know it is too, so just leave me alone and stay away." I finish my rant. "You don't mean that." He shakes his head. "I most certainly do." I glare.

Looking back I see he isn't following me, thankfully. My mind keeps wondering to what's going to happen tonight. Daniel said it was a contract, I wonder what will be in this contract, it must be serious. "Please take out your laptops to begin note taking." My professor announces to the class. Sighing I lean back in my chair opening my laptop.

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"Hey Clov!" I turn to see Astrid running towards me. "Hey." I smile. "Hey, me and Jordan wanted to go clubbing tonight, you down?" She asks, "o-oh, sorry I can't, or well don't feel up to it." I lie, oh my, I just lied to my closest friend. I mean I'd tell her about tonight, but I'd rather keep it to myself. "Oh... okay, you feeling alright?" She asks softly, "Yeah, just not up to it, sorry." I mumble, "it's fine, we all have those days." She chuckles. "You have fun with Jordan though." I smile and her face brightens at the thought.

Walking back from college I enter my apartment and my heart beat increases at the thought of who I'll be seeing tonight. I really hope this doesn't go bad. I did tell Astrid I was going somewhere tonight and she said she'd check up on me during the night.
I think it will go fine, he seems... nice? Demanding really, but from what I e heard online he seems to hate the media and hate photos taken of him. I think he beat up the pap once. Maybe he isn't someone I should be going to meet with.
Though I think it's going to be bad, the worst it will get will be awkwardness.
He seemed to make it dead clear he is a man of consent which only makes me worry what this contract will actually be. But $900 a visit... how on earth could anyone say no to that, I don't even understand how people even get this money, the way he said it, it was like he was only giving a cent away. How important must this project be? It's worth a shot, as it could save me with my college bills, and I could save up for a better apartment, and afford more food then the 2 minute noodles in my closest.

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Wearing a short black dress with an open back, I look at my reflection.
What on earth am I doing?! Holy. I could just wear jeans? Though noticing how he seemed to be in a suit everyday, this seemed best appropriate, I mean it wasn't anything much, it was enough to make it look fancy, so I just wore some white air forces with it.
I don't care how basic these shoes are, they go with anything I put on, actual life savers.

Looking at the time, 8:30. Time to go. My heart dropping realising I'm actually going to see him again. What is this contract, I have no idea what I'm getting myself into, this beautiful man just has an effect on me, I'd do anything just to see, talk to him again.
I'm 19 I'm big enough to make my own decisions, and it's not like he's old or anything, he's 23, extremely young for billion air like him may I say, people must pay crazy money for his work, possibly just to see his face, he is beautiful. It's amazing actually how successful he is, 23 is usually when your getting started with adult life and he's already got enough money to save him his whole lifetime and ten more.

I hope in my car putting in his location, heart pounding so I put on some soft music, pretty boy the neighbourhood hood. The soft music drowns the car pulling me into another world. The soft drizzle of rain falls on the car. I love this feeling.

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