A Hispanic Women named "Kamilla." is trying to gain money in order to become successful, but she comes across a bit of a situation, with a crush.
Meanwhile a hot famous super model, "Blake" struggles to build his career, since he doesn't want to bec...
He pinned my onto a wall and looked at me, eye-to eye. With his big blue bright eyes looking towards my brown coffee eyes. I've gotten butterflies in my stomach.
No man has ever looked into my eyes before.
Not to mention his handsome jawline and perfect soft blonde hair. He just looked...so perfect. Meanwhile I look like a hot mess with my work clothes on & a messy bun. Having tons of frizz & hairs sticking out.
He kept looking at me with lust in his eyes, he began to speak.
"Kamilla...Ever since I laid my eyes on you...you, you been on my mind forever.." He used his finger to raise my chin, getting a better glimpse of me. My palms started to sweat, nervously on how a boy, no. A man who can look at me in my eyes & say those type of things.
I blushed at his words, not believing him yet falling for them hard. Was he being real? Was this a dream? This was just too perfect of a moment. Thomas is a guy I have a mini crush on and I see him everyday at work. Could it be possible that he knows I had somewhat feelings with him & put moves on me? I'm not sure what to think, but I know I'm not regretting this moment at all.
"Kiss me." He said as gets closer to me, leaning his lips onto mine. I was nervous as he gotten closer. I never had a guy this close nor be romantic towards me. But when will I get a guy to do this to me again? Probably never.
I leaned forward and as our lips were about to touch, he stopped.
"Kamilla..." He whispered, before raising his voice.
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"Reality."
"Kamilla...Kamilla...KAMILLA." Aria yelled at me while I was in bed, groaning & forced myself to get up before Aria continued to yell at me.
"Huh? What time is it..?" I said sheepishly while rubbing my eyes. "It's 10 minutes til 9, Kamilla. You didn't put your alarm on this morning?" She said in annoyed tone, folding her arms.
I cursed under my breath, forgetting to put my alarm on. Which is odd, because I always had my alarm on. I guess this time I didn't have it on & forgot to check if it was on.
"Hurry up! I'm going to be late and I need to drop you off ASAP! Chop chop! Move your pretty little ass up." Aria pushed me to get out of bed, clapping her hands, wanting me to obey her command.
"Okay! Okay! I'm up already. Let me just get changed and get ready. And stop calling my ass pretty." I scoffed at her while going to the bathroom while Aria chuckled at my statement.
I don't take compliments very well...well, expect in dreams, because dreams aren't real. Plus I feel weird taking a compliment, it makes me feel a bit uncomfortable. I think it's because I'm not really comfortable with my body yet, since I used to be chunky, but I recently worked out and lost TONS of weight. I am still a bit thick with my thighs & have a bit of a belly, but that's just because I eat too much leftovers from the restaurant I work in. Cannot waste food, am I right?
But why did I have that dream? Was it because I was hungry for physical touch? I don't know. I never had a type of dream like that before. As much I liked it though, I know it wasn't real. But one thing is for sure, I'm definitely not telling Aria about it. At least not yet. Argh how I'm going to face Thomas now after I had that hot- I mean, weird dream.
Anyways, I brushed my teeth, fixed my hair with a cute ponytail and had a piece of cloth instead of a hair tie to make my ponytail.
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