My Best Friends Lover||Luke James Fanfic

Chapter 5

Naomi

I woke up out of bed. I went to my bathroom and did my hygiene routine to start my day off. After I was done, I went to go sit down at my desk and began sewing the rest of my piece I began last night.

I personally designed clothes for people. For any type of occasion, prom, weddings, birthdays. I could pretty much design anything someone requested for me to create for them.

Being an upcoming designer was hard though. I wouldn't always get many requests, I would probably get twice every month or once a month. But some days would be better then others. But I'm determined to become a successful designer one day.

I was currently working for a fashion business called, Deja Vu. They were pretty know. They've even had few major celebs wear they're dresses to red carpets. Such as, Kim Kardashian, Ariana Grande, Rihanna, and even Beyoncé. When Rihanna and Beyoncé wore a dress of ours to the Met Gala it set us on the map. And ever since then it's been great.

Working there is hectic at times, especially being one of the fashion designers there. But between that and trying to create my own business is hard.

It probably sounds dumb, the fact that I'm working for a fashion company, but trying to create my own at the same time.

Growing up I've always wanted to create my own business, especially a clothing business. Working there was suppose to be temporary, not forever. Working there isn't always the best, well it's never the best. The employees are horrible towards me just because she always liked my stuff more and Claude, the woman who owns the company wouldn't know the sense of fashion if it was in front of her face.

She's a mid-age, white, rich, French lady. The only reason why she has this company was because her dad died and she's the only child he has, allegedly.

She constantly trashes the fashion designers (including myself) pieces. She constantly calls us name, no matter what. The only thing keeping me there was the money.

Luke

I was scrolling through my phone trying to find a designer to make me a special piece for this upcoming event I have coming up. I have to make a good first impression because this event will help boost my singing career.

Looking for black-owned designers, who were actually good, and in Miami-Beach, was pretty hard. I've been looking for hours and I was tired, so I got up out of my bed and did my hygiene routine to begin my day. As I was brushing my teeth I felt my phone vibrate and saw it was a message from Ryan.

Bae🌎🤞🏾❤️

Mornin' baby. What you doing right now?

Just getting ready for the day. How is my baby doing this morning?

I'm doing fine. I'm just bored.

Well come over then, i'll be here waiting for you.

Ok, I'll see you in 20.

See you in 20.

I closed my phone and went back to doing my hygiene routine.

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10:23

I was downstairs in the kitchen cooking breakfast for me and Ryan, so she could have something to eat when she got here.

I heard the bell ring and automatically knew it was Ryan. I stopped doing what I was doing and went to go open the door for Ryan. She walked in and she wrapped her arms around me, and I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her on the lips.