Thinking Out Loud

Chapter 18: Hey You!

Hi Kimuchiers! I'm back! At last, I updated the next chapter of THINKING OUT  LOUD.  I'm so sorry if I didn't update because I was so busy of work stuff.  I hope you enjoy the new chapter! >_<

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Blake's POV

At last, the boisterous frustrated singer shut up  and she was now asleep soundly.  She seemed like a little girl curling beside the door. I smiled and turned my gaze to my gears.  It had been few months since I visited my second home.  I had been so tied up with a lot of deadlines to wrap up, business meetings and press conference.  Somehow, I disliked doing those stuff.  I wanted to enjoy my own free time.  Even though I came back home, I still had a plenty of things to work on.  I almost detached myself from what I called reality.  I was almost occupied myself too much with my job.  Since my father handed down the responsibility of managing the company, I missed a lot.  I became a different person now.  I had to cover up myself with the mask which wasn't likeable.   40 minutes had passed and we were almost closed to where we had to be.  I pulled over my car and turned my head towards my sleeping assistant.

"Hey, time to get up.  Get your asses off my car."  I shook her and demanded hastily.

She was still asleep and didn't have any reaction from what I said.  I shook her again and out of the bolt, she jumped out of her skin.

"Shit! We are in the zombie apocalypse now! You'd better get your weapons!"  She shouted with eyes wide-open while grabbing her stuff from the backseat. She thought we were attacked by a swarm of zombies.

"Hey, lesbo, still dreaming? We are here. Get your asses off my car." I demanded strongly. I unlocked the doors of my car and went out.  Kamri was still shocked like a deer in the headlights. She still couldn't recognize if it was a dream or not. 

"Hey, can't you hear me? I said, get your asses off my car now! Get moving."  I slammed the door and gave her my signature cold look.  She looked at me with a frown and signed that she was going out.

As she went out from the car, her jaw dropped and she looked around the place.  She walked to and fro, couldn't believe what she saw.

"OMG. Where are we? This place is so beautiful.  Are we going to meet a celebrity in here? Is there a photoshoot  in here? This place is stunningly amazing. " She said with so much astonishment.  She grabbed her phone from her pocket and started to take some picture.

"Hold up! " I cut her off.

"What?" She turned her head back at me with dismay for interrupting her photography wannabe.

"You are not allowed to use phone in this vicinity.   You must surrender your phone to me. "  I reached my open hand with a palm face up. 

Her face turned sour and she couldn't believe her ears.

"What? Are you serious? This is a crap! Soooooooooo.... Ridiculous."  She replied with curiosity. 

"You know what... when I'm with you, you always make a lot of quirky rules like don't laugh when you are around because my voice is so annoying,  wait for you until you leave the office, prepare 80 degrees Celsius coffee.  Imagine... they are just some of your weird rules for me."  She reacted strongly as she walked around me.

"I don't care."  I replied and ignored her words as if I didn't hear them at all.  I grabbed her phone from her hand and slid it to my pocket so that there would be reason at all for her to get it back in the meantime.  She was so furious.  She bit her lower lip, took a deep breath and turned her eyes away from me.  I was so certain that I pissed her off again.  Well, this place and this job was not for the public. So no pictures  nor selfies in here.