All I want

The night we met

This chapter is going to have mature content (their relationship starts with a one night stand) in it so you have been warned. I'm not amazing at writing smut or things like that but I try my best. Enjoy!

Ivy's pov:

Laying in bed, I start to silently wish that it could always be night. Or at least not be so damn bright outside. One of the reasons moved to New York to get away from sun. I live in a 2 bedroom apartment that my parents bought me when I said I was moving out. They paid my first year of rent so I wouldn't have to constantly try to get my shit in order each month, knowing that's not my strong suit, but for my second year living here I needed a roommate not only for rent but because I hate being alone.

And then Bella came along.

"Ivy Lee get your ass up your gonna be late for your shoot!" She screams while banging on my door.

Shit.

I completely forgot I had a photo shoot today.

"Oh my god." I sighed throwing myself out of bed. I opened the door to find a stressed and tired Bella.

"Ivy this needs to stop happening, I can't be your alarm." She's a in medical school and is part time as a medical assistant, she has a crazier schedule than me. I walk past her and go into my bathroom.

"You weren't my alarm today. It was the sun and my hang over was this time." I say proudly while putting toothpaste on my toothbrush then I shoved it in my mouth. When I turn around to look at Bella she looks... Well let's just say she's not pleased.

"Ivy this shit isn't funny." She crossed her arms and looked at me like I was two.

I take my toothbrush out of my mouth "I know and I'm sorry but I really need to get ready since it's 9:45 and I need to be there at 10:30, can we talk about this later please."

"Yeah sure." She said in a unpleasant tone and goes off to her room to probably finish getting ready.

"I love you!" I yell before I hear her door slam shut, "I love you too." She answers back.

I finish brushing my teeth and rush through my skin care routine, I run back into my room and throw on a white crop top, a pair of jeans, then I put on my black combat boots. I put my hair in a half ass bun, I grab my black Dior purse yell a quick goodbye to Bella and rush out the door.

Today is gonna be lovely. I run down the streets of New York like a maniac. I check my watch to see that it's 10:10.

Lovely.

I flag down a taxi and luckily the driver is fast because if not I would be extremely late and stuck in traffic. I tip the taxi guy really well and I run into the building we're supposed to be shooting at.

"There you are! I thought you forgot about today." My best friend, Kate said as I sit down next to her in the hair and makeup chair.

"Yeah I almost did actually, if it wasn't for Bella I would probably still be in bed." I tell her when my makeup artist comes over and starts on my makeup.

"Oh like the time in 7th grade you forgot we had a math test and you walked into class confused as hell." She laughed. Thats how long we've been friends. Since 6th grade, therefore, she knows majority of the embarrassing things I've done.

"Yeah something like that. How are you this morning?" I ask. One of the hair stylists started on my hair while my makeup artist finished up on my makeup by reapplying lipstick.