I woke up the next morning at 7:00 and took a quick shower then got dressed. I made myself some toast then after I ate, I sat on the couch waiting for Noel. I felt a little nervous, but also excited to hang out with him. He was a really fun guy to be around.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on my door. I smiled and got up to answer it.
"Ready?" He said as I opened the door.
"Yeah." I smiled.
I grabbed my purse then stepped out of my apartment and closed the door behind me. I locked it then followed Noel to the parking lot. Parked next to my shitty car was the beautiful black Mercedes Benz.
"Did you drive it here?" I asked.
"No, I don't drive. My driver drove it here then he took a cab back." He explained.
"Oh ok." I said.
"Here ya go." He held out the keys.
I smiled and took them then we got into the car. I looked around the car. It looked like the same car we had fucked in.
"I love this car!" I said as I looked at everything.
He smiled, amused at my giddiness. We put on our seatbelts then I started the car.
"Ooh, can I play my music?" I asked him.
"I suppose. None of that rap shit though." He said.
"Oh shut up, it's great." I chuckled as I connected my phone to the car's Bluetooth. Of course, a rap song started playing and we looked at each other and started laughing. I skipped the song and backed out of the parking space. I looked at him.
"Ready?" I smiled.
"Ready." He smiled back.
I put the car in drive and we started on our way. After a few minutes, I turned the music down and glanced at him.
"So what exactly are you going to be doing today?" I asked.
"I have to meet with someone then I have an interview to do, then I need to stop by a studio then pick something up."
"Pick something up?" I asked.
"Yes." He said.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Mind ya fuckin business." He smiled.
"Fuck you, tell me." I smiled.
"I need to see my weed guy." He finally said with a smile.
"You're weed guy is in L.A?" I asked.
"When I'm in America, yeah." He said.
"You're really making me drive you to a drug deal, huh?" I chuckled.
"It's legal in California now, relax." He smiled.
"I know." I rolled my eyes then asked, "Who's your guy?"
"My guy's way better than your boyfriend's guy. I can fuckin guarantee you that." He said.
I realized that he didn't know me and Dean were broken up.
"How is the cunt? Does he know you're driving me around today?" He asked.
"No, I..." I started to speak then stopped.
I could see him turn his head and look at me from my peripheral vision as I stared straight ahead.
"We broke up." I finally said softly.
