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EREN WOKE UP WAY BEFORE YOU,
he was out on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. His messy hair lay on his shoulders, his tattoos exposed. A pretty dove was on his back, by his right shoulder. He enjoyed the soothing menthol flowing through his body.
"That was the best sex I've ever had," He said to himself as he remembered everything that happened that night.
Click! Click! Click!
Clicking noises interrupted his daydreaming, making him look down at the street. A couple of men, taking photographs.
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me" Eren groaned as he put his cigarette out and went back inside.
He perked up when he saw you were finally up. You yawned as you rubbed your eyes. Sitting up, you felt kind of gross.
"Morning, you probably wanna go home to clean up, I can drop you off there" Eren spoke up as he leaned against the wall.
"That would be great, thank you Eren" You smiled as you stood from the bed and quickly put your clothes back on.
You admired Eren's tattoos, in particular the dove tattoo.
"If you don't mind me asking, what is the Dove supposed to mean?" You question, hoping he wouldn't reject.
"Freedom" He whispered as if someone else was in the room. He smirked as he put his shirt and shoes on.
"It's so pretty, I wish I had a tattoo that had some type of meaning," You say, as you fix your hair a bit before going into the public eye.
"My name somewhere on you would have a lot of meaning," Eren said as he kissed your cheek.
"I'll consider it" You tease, as you felt your heart thump. How was this not a dream?
You slept with your celebrity crush!? Even if this was going to be a one-time thing.
"Here put these on, there's paparazzi outside" Eren handed you a large pair of shades, that covers half your face.
You put them on, not noticing they were a luxury brand.
He grabbed your hand and the two of you exited the hotel. Eren was indeed correct.
Flash! Click! Flash! Click!
Even though you had been fucked just the night before you couldn't tell, by how your dress fitted your body, how your heels were clicking with every step.
"Eren! Eren! Who is this!?"
"Is this the girl from your concert!?"
"Did you two sleep together!?"
Multiple photographers and reporters asked countless questions, in the small amount of time it took to get to the car.
Eren quickly got you in the car and pulled off. You gave him your address and he quickly got you there.
He parked in your driveway and turned towards you.
"Don't think you won't see me again, I want to get to know you. When I'm done with tour hopefully" Eren said as he grabbed your jaw, not being able to get enough of you.
"I would love to know more about you Ren" Eren blushed at the nickname you had already given him.
"Bye Eren" You purr as you exited the car. You waved him off and soon entered your house. ——————————————
The next couple of days were hectic. Multiple celebrity blogs and magazines were posting photos of you and Eren walking out of the hotel. Of course, no one still knew who you were.
But they assumed it was the same girl who was being sung to at his concert. Of course, some detectives found your Instagram account.
So you recently started blowing up, Eren had asked you for your Instagram and ended up following you.
"I still can't believe you fucked him," Armin said as he sipped on his monster.
"Okay when you get famous, don't forget me. I've been number one!! Buy me a Bugatti" Armin pleaded as he dramatically fell onto his knees.
"I'm not going to get famous!? This is gonna blow over once he's seen with some new girl." You roll your eyes as if you didn't want to get your hopes up.
"Please, he's like in love with you... but okay" The blond rolled his eyes. You were being delusional. That man practically loved you.
"Armin stop with your nonsense! I don't need to be delusional right now." A frown came upon your face as you sighed.
"I'm just going to check my emails and rot in my bed" And that's exactly what you started doing. Armin laid his head on your stomach while he scrolled through TikTok.
You scanned over the useless junk mail until you noticed a special one that caught your eye.
WE WANT YOU! Come audition at one of our model agencies!
One of the world's famous Modeling Agencies wanted YOU!?
You shriek, scaring Armin in the process. Armin lifted, frowning at you.
"What the hell is wrong!?" He asked concerned. You smiled as you showed him the email.
"IMG MODELS WANTS ME TO AUDITION " You yell at Armin, who perks up and shakes your shoulders.
"WHAT!? How did they even find YOU!?" Armin asks excitedly, as he quickly stands up.
"I- I have no idea. What if it's fake? And I'm gonna get kidnapped" You ask, now starting to think more about it.
"This is like a once-in-a-lifetime thing, what's the WORST that could happen," Armin asks as he downs another monster.
"Fuck... you're right. It looks like my audition is... TOMORROW!?" You were starting to get anxious. What do you mean tomorrow!?
"Okay well, just practice your walk a bit. You're already naturally gorgeous" Armin said as he walked towards the hallway.
You followed him and stood at the door.
"Now walk" Armin firmly said as he snapped his fingers, having too much fun with this.
You started walking down the hallway, and your hips swayed. Reaching the end, you turn and walk toward the other end of the hallway.
"You're gonna fucking nail this audition" Armin smiled as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
