Nothing On You

Chapter Four

Bruno's POV

I meet Phil in the hallway on my way to change outfits as he comes out of the room that his shoot is in. He looks at me and asks.

"What's with that look? I guess the expression from what I just heard hasn't sunk in get. I shake my head and blink a few times.

"Come over to my shoot. We need to talk." I say.

"Alright." He heads back to his shoot room. The photographers walk out to join the ones taking my pictures. As we stand against the props I start to tell him what happened. We pose for the first picture in the second set of outfits.

"Natalie called me." I say looking into the camera as we stand together. We lose the smiles and Phil looks serious.

"She called you? For what?"

"She said that she wanted tot talk to me. I told her that I didn't have anything to talk to her about but she insisted on talking to me." I say as we walk back to the dressing rooms to change. We meet as the refreshment table and drink some water. He takes a gulp.

"Well, what did she say?" I take a sip.

"She told me that she loves me." I look at Phil waiting for him to answer. I'm I the only one that finds this crazy?

"You know that she is trying to use you again right?" He asks without looking surprised at all.

"But she didn't sound the same when she said that. Her voice changed, it was the way he said it."

"Are you saying that you believe her? Because that sounds like you are thinking with your head in your ass." he points at me. "You said it yourself in that song we wrote. She ran away with all your money and she did it for fun. She's a gold digger." He replies opening a bag of sour cream and onion chips.

"Either way, you need to stay away from her and stop answering her calls. You know Izzie. If she finds out she will kick your ass. She don't play." Phil says looking at me sternly.

"I know." I say looking over at Iz looking at her phone. Her black curls fall around her face touching her arms as they hang down. Her slender but somehow strong legs are pulled together. My beanie sits on her head.

"Just watch yourself. I see the way you look at Iz you're over Natalie but that's doesn't mean you should talk to her. We don't need a replay if last time. You hung up on her right?"

"Yeah." I reply.

"Good." He says as he walks away back to where he was taking his pictures first. Iz looks up at us for a while until Phil leaves. I watch her intently trying to get her attention.

Iz's POV

I watch at Bruno comes out in his first outfit. Not far behind him is Phil in another outfit. I guess the stylists didn't like Bruno's curls too much today because his hair is straightened in to his pompadour look. He is wearing a grey a dark grey blazer with black pants, black shoes and a red dress shirt with the first three buttons undone. His crucifix chain hangs out in to open and as he adjusts the coat and waits for the props to be positioned. He pushes on his two gold rings, on on the index finger of his right hand the the other on the pinky of his left. Phil walks into the room and he takes a few pictures with Bruno. They seem to be talking but, who knows what they are talking about. After four pictures Phil leaves the room. Photographers and their staff run back and forth getting things ready. Bruno looks over at me, our eyes meet and he gives me a mischievous smile and he winks at me. I resist he urge to blush be it takes over and I can feel heat rush to my cheeks. At that moment a photographer snaps a picture.

"That's great Bruno, do that again." He says as he positions his camera to capture another shot.

My cheeks rise into a smile and he poses again, this time, he leans against an faux speaker that was put next to him. He smiles and his deep dimples show.