Not a lot happens in this chapter but I promise that something uhhh special is happenin soon besties but I just wanted to give you a mini cast list
Sage in my mind looks like Anne Taylor Joy with dark hair cos she's hot yk
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Rose is obviously the one and only Helena Bonham Carter,
Any other characters aren't really based off of people so I might draw them to show yous :)))
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"I've got something to tell you" her voice echoed softly down the phone and into my ear.
My mind began to travel again, wishing she would say something like 'I can't stop thinking of you' or 'I love you' it's all I ever wanted.
There were a few seconds of empty silence with only the sound of a ticking clock in my ears, then she spoke again "I've been invited to show my work in Paris" a ring of excitement lingered in her voice.
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She wouldn't tell me much more over the phone so I was making my way over to her apartment making sure to remind myself that what happened with her last time couldn't happen again. I could still smell her perfume on my clothes from the time we spent together.
I pulled up the sleeve of my shirt to look at my watch before I read it - 7:29 - I had got home from work with Rose at around 5 then for a few a hours after our phone call I took a shower and ate dinner. I was only gonna stay at hers for a few hours while we sorted out our plans for Paris, just a few hours.
The elevator up to her place shook and stopped upward making the chandelier quake slight,y and the glass glisten, the doors parted for me to step out and I sauntered steadily towards her apartment. The golden 222 hung on her champagne coloured door, I felt as If I was in a rich and fancy doll house.
I pressed the ornate doorbell to the left of me and heard it sound from inside and someone make their way to the door.
It swung open swiftly to reveal her, she was no longer wearing makeup but she was as beautiful as ever as she smiled at me.
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I looked down at the pages, my face wore a blank expression "ok what do you think about her?..." Rose flicked through pages of potential models who had all handed in lengthy resumes "or.... oooo her?" She put them down as she noticed I had zoned out "are you even listening to me?" I had become too distracted at her and found myself staring at her lips.
I snapped out of it, "yeah, sorry.."
Rose was busy sorting through different gowns and models, worrying about everything from the weather to what she herself would wear. Paris fashion week was a big deal.
"Uhhh her?" I said pointing to a picture of a red headed girl,
She put the picture in a pile to the left of her "ok, one down now only 29 more to choose,she grasped her hands and breathed deeply before reaching for another stack of paper, handing some to me.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Dozens of blank faces stared up at me "as long as they can walk down a runway they'll be fine right?" None of them were smiling.
"Dancer backgrounds are usually good, especially if they are french" she said without looking up, all I wanted was her attention, I would do anything to keep her looking at me, I cleared my mind to concentrate on her words "keep em diverse and unique too they love that" her strong accent sounded like the most divine music.
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Eventually we had 30 models to bring to the runway, I looked at my phones bright screen to see the time - 10:53 - we still had the designs to pick out.
All of them were beautiful, I looked down at a sketch of a long black dress with delicate puffed sleeves that brandished a stoned corset. That design was definitely going to Paris.
I couldn't remember exactly what time it was when we fell asleep but all i know was that I had woken up too early , the clock told me 3am, Roses head was resting on my shoulder and she was sleeping peacefully.
I admired her for a few seconds as my face grew a bright red, I couldn't stay here; but I also couldn't leave her to sleep on the couch. I carefully picked her up, she was lighter than expected, i carried her gently to her room and placed her in her bed pulling the sheets over her. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, she looked peaceful, I wished that I could lay next to her and feel her heartbeat.
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I sauntered out of her apartment building onto the dark streets before a shockingly bright light flashed into my eyes, my hand flew straight to my face co I could see, it was the paparazzi again.
I wonder what they would title this article, I tilted my head down before walking briskly away, I want going to give them a reaction, they weren't worth it.
The streets were cold even though summer had just finished but being with her filled me with a warmth I couldn't explain.
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The day was the 21st of September, the day we were flying out to Paris, Rose had given me a day off yesterday to prepare for our 10 days in Paris. Not like I had too much to prepare as my belongings barely filled a case.
"Ok sooooo" Rose held up two dresses, she was deciding which one to wear on the first day "which one?"
They both looked the same, they were both black, fell below the knees and cut low on the chest "Rose, aren't they both uhh, the same?" I asked her.
She rolled her eyes playfully "no, this one is is Versace" she said gesturening to the right one "and this is Valentino" she gestured to the one on the left.
The one on the left plunged further to reveal more, so of course I said "that one" while pointing to it.
She smiled and stuffed it into a case before forcing it to shut.
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The feeling of the chilly air conditioning made the hairs on my arms stand up on end and goosebumps cover me, I zipped up my hoodie and pulled the sleeves further over my hands. The paparazzi were there again taking photographs as we boarded the plane, they had recently labelled us as 'secret lovers' which rose had ignored and I secretly wished was true.
I had never been on a plane before .
"What's wrong?" She saw the anxious expression on my face, I snapped out of a trance I had placed on myself while staring out of the window "oh nothing, I just haven't been on a plane before" I rested my head on my hand.
she looked surprised "seriously?"
"Yeah, I'm not rich like you" I laughed
"You scared?" She taunted
"Of course not" i paused "as long as I don't look out the window for too long..."
