XXPLOSIVE

American Beauty

(A/N- This chapter is a long one too ! This might be my average chapter length going ahead! Thank you mind_urbusiness for helping me out💕 Enjoy lol!🐧)

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"Ayo, where’ve you been the whole damn day? I was looking for you man!” She took the food bags from my hand and kept them on the table. In her oversized sweatshirt and pants, she looked comfy as hell. Her hair loosely hung around her shoulders and framed around her face. Why does she have to be so adorable?

I look around her room, which was sprawled with art magazines and clothes. As expected, she was working on her project; I had heard Paul talking to Richard about it. For some absurd reason, they wanted to create a whole another set for the Europe tour; still Shady but 'toned down'.

“Just nearby, K wanted to go somewhere out and she was leaving tonight, so I thought I’d be with her.” she smiled, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

“Looks like you had a real good time.” She looked at me sideways with her lips pressed in a straight line.
“Spill it, Miller, you thought of me the whole time.”

“Bitch, you think,” she hit my hand lightly, as she got up to keep her clothes in her cupboard.
“I did'nt really get a lot of time to think about your boring ass because K, unlike you, doesn't have like two damn hobbies. She's really...genuine and fun to be around."

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” I said as I walked up to her. “It’s okay, I have that effect on quite a lot of girls,” I whisper into her left ear and nip slightly on her earlobe.

She turned around, visibly turned on and I kiss her. Today had been such a busy day with all the paparazzi not leaving my side, two interviews with Dre and a small fan meet up where I was ambushed by all teenage girls asking me to sign their shit. But if there was one person, I knew could cheer me up after all this chaos, it would be Chloe.

“What were you doing the whole day? I think you missed me too,” she said as she pushed herself on my semi hard dick.

“I kinda did, I would have loved if you were there around for all the stupid interviews, I’m already so tired of answering their weird and creepy questions. There was this one fan, and they asked me if I had a skincare routine, because my face was so clear.”

“I agree with them, your skin always looks so smooth! God, how much I wish I had clear skin, but I have a shitty diet so yeah,” she put her hands above.

“Milady, I have brought along with me the literal epitome of health. Here served, are russet potatoes, sourced from Italy which have been shaped into fingers and fried to perfection, giving them their golden brown colour. We also have some juicy veg burgers that may interest you. Condiments include freshly made tomato paste which was at the back of the McDonalds for a year. And you claim that I’m unhealthy? How preposterous!” I put on a cringy British accent.

Shit, I forgot; shit, shit, shit. Why did I get fries?! I should have brought something less challenging for her to eat. I'm glad I atleast got her vegetarian food. I hope I don’t cause her to panic or get anxious. I’ll eat with her? Maybe I can distract her by talking?

To my relief, she burst out laughing, shaking her shoulders uncontrollably.

“Good sir, should we sit for supper?” she said and bowed down submissively. I playfully swatted her ass as she did so and she gasped audibly.

“Guess my dessert is sorted too, cake it is.”

“More like mini cakes, but anyway,” she rolled her eyes. “You wanna watch something on the TV?”  she said as we sat on the bed with our takeout boxes. She opened it apprehensively and looked at me as if to say she wasn’t gonna eat it.