Impulse

8

Sterling

I finally laid my eyes on Nate and he looked i hate to admit, so handsome. His hair fell perfectly, his tattoos showed, and he overall just looked incredibly hot. He's very attractive and i wish he were actually as much of an asshole as he looks, it would make it easier.

"Ready?" i asked approaching him finally.

He nodded quickly and i laughed a little. He looked flustered, but i was going to let that get to my head.

He walked in front of me after everyone else exited the bus and held out his hand for me so i wouldn't trip with my big boots. I took the help happily because i was sure i was going to bust my face. As i made my way down the steps of the bus i saw flashing lights that really made me feel like i was gonna tower over and fall which i did lightly trip, but Nate caught me with his free hand. I noticed he still had my other hand and it all happened so fast. The realization eventually hit, paparazzi. He quickly let go on my hand and covered my face before i got the chance to do so. We rushed into the restaurant and thankfully the restaurant was fancy enough to have their own security guards not allowing them to step in with us.

We finally got to sit down and the rest of the night went without a hitch. We went out the back way and got into the bus through the back secret entrance i didn't even know about.

I was stuffed and beyond ready to go to bed. I went to my room and took off my heels and my door was still slightly cracked so Nate knocked before pushing it open.

"Hey what's up?" i asked trying to keep eye contact instead of looking at his chest that was more exposed than earlier. He must've unbuttoned more when we got in.

"Hey so" he said quietly shutting the door behind him, sitting in my desk chair turning it around to look at me.

"there's a very high chance the paparazzi are going to have a bunch of articles about you and i tomorrow and rumor us to be dating. It's just what they do. We've kept your name private on our end, but fans are absolutely insane and they will find you, fast. Is there anyway at all you can make your social medias private until this blows over? I know it's a lot to ask, but it's in your best interest i promise" he spoke so gently i couldn't even be mad.

"Yeah that's fine" i responded and grabbed my phone and did what he asked then set it back on the dresser.

"Thank you so much Sterling" he sighed sounding so relieved.

"Of course, now you have to do me a favor"

"Which is?" he laughed a little.

I got up and turned around pulling my hair up "unzip this dress please i don't even know how i managed to get it on, but i don't have the energy to fight it all over again" i laughed and he got up and brushed the hairs i didn't grab to the front of me which caused automatic goosebumps i hoped he didn't notice. He unzipped it, slowly which made my stomach burn. It wasn't meant to be anything more than a friend helping out a friend, but that's not what this felt like. I put my hair down after clearing my throat and help my dress from the front.

"Thanks" i spoke quieter than i had intended when i made eye contact him.

"Mhm" he responded softly, holding my gaze.

10 seconds rolled by... then 20 seconds...

He cleared his throat and nodded a little. "Well i'll let you get settled into bed, thanks again, goodnight Belmore" he spoke softly, but quickly.

"Yeah, thanks too, goodnight rockstar" i replied and just like that he left and i changed shaking off whatever that was.