his model. | e. haaland

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I slowly open my eyes, the sun kissing my face. I take my arm from under the covers and reach for my phone that has been ringing non-stop.

It takes me a while for my eyes to focus on who was calling on my phone. It was Erling FaceTiming me.

I immediately gasp and get sit up from the couch rubbing my eyes. I do not look the prettiest at all when I just wake up.

I run my fingers through my tangled curls, failing miserably to finger comb it thoroughly. I pick up my phone once again, hesitating to answer but eventually do so.

"Alora?" I hear a deep voice ring from the other side. I can feel my stomach fill with butterflies.

"Erling, why are you calling me so early in the morning?" I genuinely ask him. All of a sudden I see his face, and notice his bare shoulders. He isn't wearing a shirt.

I put my hand in front of my face, trying to hide my embarrassment. I hear him laugh at me.

"Dont worry, I'm not naked. See?" He pulls the camera away from him further, giving me a view of his abs as well as the sweatpants he's wearing. This is a trap.

"Anyways, I posted the picture of you on my Instagram, it went crazy." It takes me a minute to analyze what he just said, then the realization hits me.

"What?!" I say, screaming at him. He grins at me through the camera. I face palm myself and stay silent for a second.

"Y'know I have to go out today, if people notice me, count your days." I say annoyed

"Is that a threat, Ms. Carter?" Erling asks, with his eyebrow slightly raised. "Tell you what, as my gift to say sorry, I'll take you where you need to go today after my practice."

I try and hide my excitement when he tells me. "I'll be expecting you." I say in a bored tone.

"Got it, ill talk to you later, yeah?" I nod, and wave to him and he waves back.

When the call ends, I let out a deep sigh. I try so hard to act normal around him, and at this point it seems impossible.

I slowly get up from the couch, and get the covers from the couch to neatly fold them. This will be the last time of me sleeping on the couch.

I grab my phone and towel, then make my way to the shower. I strip from all my clothes and turn on the warm water, letting my body take in the warmth.

My mind goes back to Erling shirtless. Why did he have to look so good?

Grabbing my soap, I wash myself thoroughly before running my hands over my body to rinse myself. I stay under the water for a few more minutes before getting out to continue my routine.

Grabbing my facial cleanser, I wash my face before patting it dry and adding moisturizer. Then make my way to my bedroom.

Walking over to my vanity, I do light makeup and slick my hair back and leave my hair in a curly ponytail.

I turn to my closet and throw on a crop top and shorts, along with some shoes before requesting an Uber.

I open the door from my room and stand on the balcony, taking in the air. Eventually receiving a text from Charlotte.

Charlotte:

Hey, how's it going Ms. Model?

Alora:

Hey Char, I gotta say, its going great so far. How has law school been treating you?

Charlotte: