ghostwriter {joão felix}

five

stef pov

as i stepped into the shower to wash off the sweat from practice, i couldn't help but think about what joão did, and especially what he said after. i wasn't sure how he felt about me and now i'm nervous for tonight. his presence used to be warm and friendly, but now he makes me nervous. not in a bad way, but a way that makes me scared that he might potentially view me more than a friend of his. as i finished my shower i put a towel on my hair and applied lotion to my body. i did my usual body care and skincare and sprayed some perfume. i headed out of the bathroom to go put some clothes on and i saw joão walking down the hallway, of course. 

"ladies first." he said with a smile.

"aw thanks." i replied sarcastically. as i reached my bedroom door he said,

"you smell good." 

"freak." i looked over at him and his hair was wet and messy. he wasn't wearing a shirt but had sweatpants on. "you should put a shirt on."

"you didn't seem to mind it last night." i looked away nervously and he continued, "we are going out for dinner tonight at 7." i smiled and nodded, closing the door to my room. i threw on a comfy outfit and searched my suitcase for a fancy dress and thank god i found a beautiful, long, sparkly black dress with a slit on the side and black heels. i looked at my bare nails and decided it was time for a long needed manicure and pedicure.

"hey joão?" i walked to his room. he was laying on his bed scrolling through his phone.

"yeah what's up?" he ran his fingers through his brunette hair.

"i am going to go get my nails done. i am about to call a taxi, i'll be back in an hour or two." 

"why would you do that when i can take you?"

"there's no need, i don't wanna bother you." he got up and slid a shirt on. as he walked past me saying, "let's go." i smirked to myself at how joão would do anything for me at anytime.

. . .

joão took me to a luxury nail salon because this man always needs the best. 

"i really appreciate you driving me but you know you don't have to come in with me."

"i want to come in." i smiled at his remark and got out of the car. as i began walking to the salon i felt his hand on the small of my back again, instantly sending me into a frenzy. my stomach churned in excitement from his touch. before i could open the door, joão ran to it and held it open for me. as we entered i went to the lady at the front and said.

"hi, can i just get a gel pedicure and an acrylic manicure if you have any openings." joão stood behind me.