Today I honestly don't feel like going anywhere. But I have to attend the Elie Saab, and the Givenchy show. Angie has the team getting me all glammed up, I've seen the dress I'm wearing and it's just beautiful, and I saw the Givenchy dress, but that one, that is just so sophisticated. I'm in love with that one. It's all black, and plain out sexy, yet classy. I take a picture and quickly upload it to instagram, and caption it 'I love being me' I know it sounds vain, but come on. Right now I love being me. I bump into Angie outside the elevator and she rolls her eyes at me.
"I love being me" she mocks me.
"Oh shut up loser" I push her playfully.
"Last night, how was it after I left?" she questions.
"Interesting." I try to hide my smile, as I recall what happened.
"Interesting? How was it interesting?" She looks at me, and archs a brow.
"Yes, I had a fun night that's what was interesting." I wouldn't say fun, fun. More like fun towards the end of my night. The part where I left Nathan standing wondering where my second tattoo is.
"So now having a fun night is interesting to you? God why are you so weird?" I roll my eyes at her, she's the weird one.
After I get back to my hotel room, I quickly change, and pack my bags. I have to be at the airport in an hour. Angie just messaged me saying I have to present a band at the iheartRadio festival. Now I'm looking forward to heading back to Vegas. I need sometime to just relax and party.
I get a message from Michael as I make my way through the airport. He says that he is going to be going to be at the festival too. So I guess we can both spend time together. I'm actually looking forward to seeing him, it's been so long since I last saw him. Well ok not that long but still it's been two weeks.
After a five hour flight we land, and I'm god awful tired. I think all those late nights are catching up with me. Angie emails me my schedule for my time being here, and I have to two club appearances, which makes me smile, I haven't been in a club in a while so it nice. Now I also see I have a pool party to attend to, and that's where I'm iffy. I haven't shown my body in a swimsuit in the longest.
The idea alone of having to show my body is scary enough, then add the fact that people are going to be around me. Oh god! The cameras! The media is going to be there too. I can't do that. There is a knock on my door, it must be Angie. Maybe she wants to go over the schedule? I look through the peephole and see the back of a redhead. They turn around slowly and it's Michael. My hand flies to the doorknob and I quickly open the door.
"Michael!" I squeal, and jump on him.
"Bella" he sighs, and hugs me tight against him. I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks into my room. Without putting me down he sits down on the couch. I'm now straddling him, and his hands rest on my behind.
"Michael watch the hands." I joke, and he removes his hands immediately. I frown, I actually liked it, but whatever. He then takes my hands in his, and kisses them. Oh.
"So... how have you been princess?" I narrow my eyes on him.
"Princess?" I smirk? "Babe?" I arch a brow.
"Baby?"
"Are we doing pet names?" I question.
"Bella. What do I have to do, to get you see that I want to be more with you?"
"I've been good. Fashion week was amazing. I've doing a campaign with Versace." I decide to just answer his previous question instead.
"Really? You're just going to ignore what I just asked?" he shakes his head.
