𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 ↝ 𝘢. 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳

1 | 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙸𝙴𝚂

"𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏, 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄!"

I walked back into my dressing room, throwing myself on a couch there. "Michele, can you grab me water, please?" I requested my assistant.

I grabbed my phone as I plugged in my earphones, scrolling through my Instagram and Twitter back and forth. I suddenly saw a photo that made me surprise, zooming in and out on that post to double-check.

In the photo, there was a group of people and one of them caught my sight. Sitting in the back, some random girl sitting very close to him, if I wasn't mistaken, in his lap.

I have met most of the people in the photo before, given the fact there's Miles and it was on his post. So they knew each other. I recently found out he was indeed in a band, but I do not have a clue that he was close with Miles.

"Here's your water," I put my phone back and take the water bottle from Michele. "Clara told me she rescheduled some arrangements. Don't forget you have an upcoming dinner with faces from IMG Models."

"Today?" I exclaimed.

"Yep," she replied with a nod. "Just a chill dinner, nothing serious."

I immediately grab my phone again and text some of my girlfriends. I let out a small giggle as I get a response text from them too.

I watched Michele putting back some stuff into my purse, but then she saw a pack of almost empty light mellow American Spirit in my purse. "Hey, I thought you only smoke Marlboro?" she inquired.

"That wasn't mine," I replied.

"Then?" she holds it out to me.

"Someone gave it to me," I look at her.

Resting her left arm on the makeup desk, she start to examine that single cigarette in her manicured hand, "UK's country code, huh? What's up with you pulling all of these British boys?"

"Ok, stop it," I rolled my eyes at her.

"Have you texted this number yet?" she asked.

I shook my head, leaning over to her.

It's been 2 weeks since I met Alex at Miles's party, I didn't even attempt to text him. After that failed talking stage between me and Matty, I chose to keep myself busy and ignore all the guys who were approaching me. But that didn't mean he left my mind, I constantly thought about him even more after I saw Miles's post and how Michele mentioned the cig.

"You should text him," she suggested.

"Should I?" I questioned as I pout my plump lips thinking.

"Yeah, give it a shot."

"But this previous shit already affected me, Clara would not be so excited!"

Michele furrows her brow, "You won't, go text him!"

In defeat, I opened my phone again and added his number right before I message him. I hesitated slightly, looking at Michele before typing a message.

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