His Assistant [Milo Manheim]

48 Hours

Carson was fuming as she rapped her knuckles hard against the door. Waiting for a certain spoiled as fuck teenager to open up.
"You know I have a key right Milo?! Either you open up or I'm coming in!" Her warning hung in the air with no response coming from the opposite side of the door.

"That little fucker.."  She mumbled under her breath as she reached for the door handle. However the knob twisted right as she did. Carson jumped as the door was ripped wide open. A very damp Milo was standing in just a small white towel.
Maybe she had misjudge the size of the big fluffy towels. What would've been a perfectly sized towel on her body looked tiny in comparison on Milo.
"What the fuck are you doing here at seven—-" Carson shoved passed the oblivious teen, only forgetting for a second what she was doing here in the first place.

"When the fuck were you planning on telling me or anyone else that you decided to fire your agent!? And canceled your contract with the agency?!"  Carson threw her hands in the air, as if that would somehow get across how angry she was through his thick skull.

Milo scoffed, rolling his eyes as he walked away from the now closed door. He made a beeline for his room making sure to keep his towel secure as he did.

"Excuse me?!" Carson screamed in disbelief as he continued to ignore her. The slam of his door echoing through the apartment just making her blood boil even more.

48 hours..

He had been on his own for 48 hours.. and literally everything had gone to shit.

This morning at 6am she was woken up by a very angry now ex-agent of the asshole in question. Apparently Milo had emailed the management company in the middle of the night. He asked for an immediate termination of his contract, no matter what the cost..

This agency had assigned him an agent, who he also fired, a publicist, stylist and even a whole management team that took care of his fan mail and fan encounters. He fired everyone and ended the whole contract.

Now he had no one.. no one except her.
So everything was being forwarded to her and all responsibility for literally every aspect of his life and career was now her problem.
Add that on top of Camryn noticing that Milo hasn't come home in two days..

Carson's life just became actual hell.

And just wait until Cammy finds out it was you that signed her sons lease...

You are fucking dead.

The door to Milo's bedroom opened revealing a fully dressed Milo. Thankfully so...

"I haven't gotten any roles in over a year..  in fact I haven't gotten a single fucking call back since I did American housewife and they weren't even the ones that got me that gig..." He spoke lowly, Carson could see the steady flicker of anger in his eyes. He was actually pissed.

"They have been sending you auditions and—"
"—-they have been sending me the bottom of the barrel kind of shit and you fucking know it!" He shouted, stunning not only Carson but himself.

"You know all those roles were shit.. really Lifetime? I'm suppose to be in some fucking romance film set during christmas? Or a reality show contestant on a fake dating show ?!" Carson jumped as he became obviously more pissed off.
Okay yes.. she knew the roles were shit. She knew everything they sent had nothing to do with what Milo actually wanted. She was the one that had to comb over roles just to pick out the few that seemed somewhat promising but even then.. Milo never heard anything back from the auditions.

"I'm so tired of being passed up every time because they aren't doing their jobs!"
"Milo just because you aren't getting casted isn't there faults!"
"Wanna bet? I called that last movie's casting director.. you know the one for that Michael fucking Bay movie? They were never even sent my audition, or even a headshot.." Carson swallowed, suddenly hearing what Milo was saying.
"So then I called the casting director for that Evan Hansen movie too. Same story. They never got anything." Milo spat, turning his back on his assistant as he headed towards the kitchen.
It was seven in the morning and all he wanted to do was drink.

Carson on the other hand stared at the wall. This wasn't good. None of it was.

Yesterday she was wondering if she was so caught up with herself that she had been technically ignoring the most important part of her job. Milo's well being and his career. Now hearing this, it just confirmed what she already knew.

She knew she wasn't treating Milo like she did Camryn. Sure she was still kicking ass at her job but if it were anyone else she would've paid closer attention. She would've checked up on auditions, would've chewed out those scum bags at that agency and scared them shitless with a lawsuit.

Yet here she was.. just ignoring it all because she hated the guy she worked for.
She didn't give a fuck about what happened to him this whole time..

...So why is she suddenly caring now?

Why the fuck did Camryn give me this job?

"The only roles I even liked.. were the ones you found on your own. I figured maybe with a raise you could be a better at managing me than a whole team of them could." Milo spoke softly pulling her attention back to him. He was complimenting her.

"... You didn't pay them did you.. to end the contract ?" Milo shook his head. "Not yet, there sending over a number sometime—"

"Perfect, cease all contact with them. I'll handle it from here.. If they even think about going after you for a penny I'll drop the biggest lawsuit they've ever seen on there pin sized heads." Milo smirked watching as Carson was already angrily typing an email. He found himself running his tongue over his lip as he listened to her threats.
Fuck was it twisted that he loved her attitude and how bossy she could be...
How he wanted to be the one to take all her stress away?

"So.. you'll do it?"
"Yes on these conditions. 10% on everything you book plus a raise.. and I need to be able to head the new team."
"New team?"
"Well I can't be your make up artist.. and I'm not handling all the fan letters and that shit." Milo rolled his eyes as she referred to his fans. He knew she thought they were a little extreme or too obsessed with him.
"Looks like we need a new contract.." Carson found herself nodding, actually agreeing with him for once.

"Couldn't hurt to add a sexual harassment clause while we're at it right ?" Milo only smirked as he heard Carson's joke and was very quick to quip back.

"Yeah I was going to say the way you've been mentally undressing me lately has just been uncomfortable for both of us.."

Carson found herself unable to stop herself as she smiled. Accepting a glass of orange juice from Milo before he turned back to look into his fridge.

"Um, so you wanna have breakfast and then we can tackle that contract?"
"Sounds great."

And for once.. Carson actually meant it.

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Whatttttt I remember to update while it's still daylight outside?!

Haha I just remembered that I wrote this last night but wanted to wait to share it.

But okay what do you all think?!

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