| THE ART OF DESIRE |
in which desire is possibly
not the only emotion they
feel towards each other
or
in which desire
turns to love
(michael crist x female oc)
[THE ART SERIES]
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the present _ now
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I look around the lobby of my new penthouse building, Delcour - one of the buildings belonging to the Crist's. It's a twenty-two-story skyscraper in Meridian City, built to house apartments and penthouses. With it's impressive height it stands out in the middle of the city.
I walk towards the elevator, I already had a introduction to my penthouse in the twenty-first floor. It has an amazing view of the city, high ceilings, a spacious living room, a full wall of windows, a full gourmet kitchen and many more things.
As I'm about to enter the elevator the second one on the right opens - the one leading to the twenty-first floor, with the biggest penthouse.
You got to be kidding me.
Of course, Michael Crist walks out of it, I knew that he went to college after school but I thought that after he graduated college, he would move away or go back to Thunder Bay.
Dammit, but I don't let myself get angry with that, let's play - I remind myself.
"Well hello there Michael." I greet him and he stops for a moment and turns around. Looking me in the eyes, his eyes widened for a second, having not expecting me to stay longer. "I guess we are neighbors now." I tease him, seeing something in his eyes that I can't decipher.
"Eve, so you're here as well." He says casually and my heart flutters for a second. Don't get distracted. "I am." I reply, my voice steady. He smirks, "I'll see you around than, little hunter." Michael says and walks towards the entrance and out in the city. I'm stunned, having not expecting that. I furrow my eyebrows and step inside the elevator.
As I arrive upstairs, I step out of it and walk towards the massive black door, leading to my penthouse. I open the door and take in my beautiful home, I walk towards my kitchen, placing down my bag with the groceries I bought on my granit island, I take out the food and place it into my fridge and into some cabinets.
I check my phone and see a message from my mom asking if I'm safe and if I need anything. I reply with a quick I'm fine, don't worry. Love you mom.
I stroll into my bedroom and take my laptop, my headphones alongside my sketch book with me. I walk back into my living room, sit down on my coach, take my laptop and research the newest trends for my blog, while listening to music.
After finishing my research and writing the article, I realize that a few hours have passed. I look at the clock and see it is already one a.m. I hear my stomach growl.
Shit. I forgot to eat.
I quickly stand up and shut down my laptop. I walk towards my kitchen and decide to make some ramen noodles. They are always quick to make and taste delicious.
I sigh as I wait for my noodles and decide to turn on my TV and play some Chase Atlantic music on YouTube, turning the volume higher, not caring if Michael might be hearing anything.
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Author's note:
Next chapter is going to be in Michael's perspective, so be a little more patient ;) I know this was a rather short chapter, so do you prefer short or long chapters? Any thoughts?
