"NO BEE!! THIS IS AMAZING!!"
Bee huffed as the blonde rambled on about designer bags and what she'd spend her billion dollars on if she were a billionaire.
"Lana, we're not even americans. We don't have dollars."
Alana shot Bee a dirty look and r...
Bee woke up early the next morning, despite the late night, she still was stuck with a horrendous hangover. After 11pm she'd lost all memory of the party, she had no idea whom she danced with or flirted with. But she remembered she had a real good time.
Climbing down the stairs, she heard drowned out mutters coming from her grandmother's office.
Bee swivelled round to face the grand mirror behind her, and began to fix her hair and her basic black tank top and sweatpants combo. Before taking a deep breath and knocking on the door of the office.
"Come on in darling!" Granny Carlson calls out. Bee pushes open the door to be met with a shock, in the two chairs opposite was sat the Berkshires.
Mark Berkshire, full suit and tie. Lent over the desk conferring with Bee's grandmother.
Next to him. Oh fuck there he was. Louis Berkshire, manspreading across the chair. In a black shirt and sweatpants, just fuckin like her.
They both looked up almost instantly, Bee and Louis locking eyes.
"Granny, where is your paracetamol? I've got a banging headache from last night." Bee blurted out nervously continually flicking her eyes over to Louis, who was seductively watching her every move.
"Louis darling, you know where the medicine cabinet is? Can you please show Bee where it is?"
"Mhm." Louis' low voice coughs out, as he pulls himself up and out of his chair, sauntering towards Bee.
"This way my love." He puts both hands on her waist and guides her out the door, looking behind and winking at Bee's grandmother.
Bee quickly pulls her phone out her pocket and opens Snapchat. She opens Lana's snap to a picture of her on the train, as Bee pulls up the camera, Louis tucks his head on her shoulder letting out a sweet smile posing for the picture.
Bee pouts and snaps the picture, saving it before sending it.
"Send that to me darling. It's adorable." He squeezes Bee's shoulder and he reaches up into a cabinet grabbing a glass and a paracetamol packet.
Bee sits on a stool as she watches the man in awe.
Louis walks over his expression suddenly serious. "Now drink. And send that picture to me pretty girl."
*
*PING*
*lana sent you a story*
Bee opened the link to be met with herself. On Louis Berkshire's story. FUCKKKK
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