Ear Candy - A WLW Fiction

Chapter 4

Rosie's POV

     I'm not sure about why my knees are shaking. Was it because of the vibration of the moving wheel? Was it because of the chilly wind? Or was it because of the fast beating of my heart as I felt her bodily warmth on my arm?

    "Are you okay back there?" I blinked my eyes several times. "Hello?" I asked to make sure I'm actually hearing Dante's voice. Not my inner thoughts.

   "Yes?" She chuckled as I looked at the rear mirror in shock. "Can you hear me?" She asked again.

  "Y-Yes.." I am shocked. We have helmets like this? It's like a walkie talkie.

   "What do you do, Roseanne?" She suddenly asked out of the blue.

   "I-I'm a freelance artist." I respond.

  "You've got talented hands then. Making magic on a blank canvas." She complimented.  I blushed at the small praise.

  "I think I should say the same to yourself. You know... Your fingers playing on the guitar..." I heard her let out a low chuckle as I felt her shook her head.

"What about my fingers, hm?" All the rational thoughts and logical things that put a decent reply have already been thrown out of the window the moment she asked this specific question.

  "I-Its fast... I-I mean.. it's talented- I mean like.. you know playing the guitar your hand just go to places—" I heard her chuckle from the other line as I felt her shoulders shook. Why do I sound nervous just hearing her laugh? Can't I calm down for a moment and make a sentence that actually makes sense?

  "I can do all sorts of stuff with my fingers. I'd consider it a skill rather than talent because it took me years to do what I can do, peachy pie."

  "Why do you call me peachy pie?" I asked. I just don't understand why would she call me that until now.

   "Doesn't your mom call you that?" I was taken aback at her response.

"Yeah, but—"

  "Then why can't I call you that?" She asked again. "Well... We're not that close so.." I trailed.

  "Well, Strangers don't give strangers a lift home, don't they?" I could feel her smirking even with a tinted helmet.

 

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      I blew out my bangs after  I finished the commissioned work and carefully sealing it to be shipped out. I haven't heard much from that girl ever since she sent me home few weeks ago.

   Probably because she told me she'd be on a tour for God knows how long so I knew it would be impossible for me to see her again. As if there is any chance to see her again. I'm practically broke and I was just a lucky person to be taken home by other people's idol thanks to Denisse .

    I couldn't stand on minding my own business and before I knew it, I laid on my bed watched one of her fancams online all day. I feel weird for doing it but somehow it felt real to me now. This woman who looked just like a woman who could ruin any woman's life... Just dropped me home.

   Did this person really took me home and said we're not strangers? She didn't even bother asking me for my number or something. I heard she is a playgirl but why isn't she asking for my number?

     She's genuinely not interested in you, Roseanne. Let's face it. This woman genuinely didn't think we could be friends after she told you 'See you around, peachy pie.'