・✦・┈┈・✧・┈┈・✦ 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊
→𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗱
-current Alex !
-The Car era !
・✧ ⁺ ⊹ What Elaine and Alex thought would only be a fake relationship, becomes much more than th...
˚ * ✦ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐘. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗 and the guys left to practice in the next day's venue. But not before he stared into my soul like he was planning to steal it, which might have caused brain damage. Especially considering he had left the hotel room wearing a grey vest that left his perfectly sculpted arms on full display.
I might had trailed after them if I my situation with Alex wasn't awkward enough already. The thought greeted me tentatively, but I knew I had things to attend that didn't involve losing myself in the various fantasies I knew my mind could conquer.
So I was left completely alone. For a moment I pondered what I should do and ended up opening my laptop and going through e-mails. Most of them were from the companies I had modeled for. They all thanked me and expressed how they would like to keep working with me.
I felt a smile tug at the corners of my lips and the pride that overtook me was simply fascinating.
After reading about twenty of them, I lost all desire to keep going. I shut my laptop and turned on my phone. I mindlessly scrolled through Instagram for a while, zero thoughts crossed my mind.
I placed my feet on the cold floor and walked to the bathroom. As I made my way to the door, my gaze turned to the coffee table in front of the leather couch and a brown notebook caught my eye.
I knew it belonged to Alex when I inched closer to the object. I pursed my lips hesitantly and without thought, ran my fingers across the material of the notebook. The contents inside were a mystery waiting to be uncovered.
The idea of touching something that belonged to Alex caught me off guard. I knew that if I were in his place I would not want anybody snooping around my belongings. It was a decision that had torn me apart.
But what Alex didn't know couldn't hurt him, right? I would open the notebook, take a peak inside, and quickly put it back to the exact spot in which he'd left it in.
That seemed logical.
My fingers simply grazed the notebook when the familiar sound of a key rattling made me jump and walk away from the table as fast as my legs allowed.
Alex came in the room. His eyes were now covered with his new favorite sunglasses. He removed the dark shades from the bridge of his nose and eyed me carefully.
I felt small under his intimidating gaze, as I only wore a large white shirt that showed half of my thighs. I felt my cheeks flush as his eyebrows shot up in a way I was surprised to see.
