ROSALIE
Did i fucking fail to mention that i am sat it what look likes Doctor Who's Tardis right now.First the foyer that is bigger than my own bedroom and now this sleek ass kitchen you find in a mafia boss's house.P.s the only thing thats keeping me calm is the 2 shots of vodka in this drink. I can feel my nerves starting to relax, the tension in my neck rolls out and my shoulders lower. My eyes are centred on him awaiting for this anecdote that sums up my chaotic state.
I watch the world whirl in his eyes, he himself looked stressed but equally triumphant for some odd reason. Between the door and the kitchen island he seemed to have unbuttoned the top of his shirt exposing his skin slightly brushed with sweat. He was nervous now and i was about to find out why. I watch him take a sip of his vodka so i replicate this except i shot him with a giggle " You felt desperate.."
he lowers his glass,gulps and nods with one eyebrow raised " Well ye i was very desperate really.."I know i shouldn't be enjoying this right now believe I'm not. But i can't help on thinking that I'm sat in a strangers house, well he's not really stranger but you know what i mean, and he was nervous to tell me whatever is bothering him, i guess you could say i was curious, I'm a journalist at heart. "Very desperate hmm I'm intrigued so entertain me what happened that resulted in me pretending to be your girlfriend." I say half assertive.
A awkward smile appears and he takes a huge balloon of oxygen in his lungs and begins his story. I sit sipping on my drink listening to the drama. At first he earns and few ooss and aass from me until the focal point hits me like a truck nearly causing me to spit my drink everywhere "So that girl sat across from the Miles Teller wasn't your ex girlfriend !!" I was actually shocked for once in my life, my theory was proved wrong. I audibly gasped and he seemed to pick this and cut it short " Nope shes my stalker and has been for god knows how long" he takes another sip and finishes off the glass while I'm sat here in astonishment.
Her resumes and tells me how on the spot all he could think off was trying to scare her off by using me as his " Girlfriend" or at least to create a distraction so he wouldn't have to tell Miles and include him in this chaos.He earns him self a confused look from me and he also then explains how he wanted to handle this himself. He tops the cherry on the cake by laughing which juxtaposes the whole situation completely until I also start laugh too" So basically i was your escape goat??" I say in a semi concerned tone. " If we are putting in simple terms yes you certainly were Rosalie."
He pours me another vodka soda and i take it willingly with a smile. " You hungry?" I was concluding to the fact that i drank my matcha and had a grilled cheese 6 hours ago but yet i still wasn't hungry, i blame nerves and awkwardness. " No not really but i could use a snack." I feel him stride to his pantry and i find myself again with my wondering eyes searching his glorious apartment. He has a lot of family photos in picture frames and a few books here and there, a record player and a insane collection of records. Thats when i spot the open plan living room with french doors and the sun beam hitting the leather couch.He appears and notices my attention is not on him.
" You wanna see the view don't you?" I nod with a smile and he rolls his eyes and walks towards the doors. He unlocks them and walks straight through. I have to admit the drinks were getting to me just a bit but as i reach the door and see Theo leaning on the banister looking out to the picturesque sky my heart stops for a second. The various pinks,purples,reds,oranges and yellows blur into one tunnel of light point to the melting sun in the distance. No wonder he likes it up here it takes your breath away instantly. We both bask in the sunlight and moment of silent until i break it with uncertainty.
" Not to spoil the view or anything but i assume this So called Stalker knows where you live?" He turns to face me his eyes reflecting in the sunlight and furrows his brow. " Erm no i don't think so,well not yet, let's hope she never does." The confirmation continues the peaceful aura. " Look I'm sorry for getting you into this mess i Sincerely apologise i didn't mean to tell you my life story hopefully this makes up for it the view and this wagon wheel ."
I erupt in laughter as does he " What the fuck is a waggon wheel?" He unpeeled his wrapper and took one huge bite nodding for approval. " They are top teir biscuits from the UK my mum sent some over last week." I laugh and also start to unwrap this weird sensation. " And it's ur lucky day cos they are the jam ones." I bite into it and also give the nod of approval which causes him to giggle.
" All jokes aside if there's anything i can do to make it up too you just let me know, fuck knows what i would have done if you weren't there Miles would have made me sit there and have a conversation with her,he probably would have invited her round for dinner that would have not ended well." He sounds genuinely appreciative so i think hard for what he can do to make it up to me.
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We watched the sun set for the whole hour just discussing how weird the situation was and how looking back now it was kind of funny. I was now slipping my coat on and grabbing my bag as he offered for his driver to take me back to my apartment. I thank him for hospitality and i walk towards the door.
Strangely i can feel his eyes seething into my back like chalk on a whiteboard. Why did this encounter feel different. Without my CNS cord catalysing i felt my body turn back towards him strutting back to the centre of his living room. He smiles warmly but also confused to why i was still in his house.
" Okay so since this has already been a catastrophic day can i add one more thing to the list." I blink eagerly. " Yes gwon what are you leaning to ask me." I freak from this point my excitement shining through my skin. " I found out what you can do to make it up to me!!" Im practically leaping out of joy. " A personal interview about your new film that is exclusive for the Chicago issue!!!" I let a small squeal as he laughs and drags his hand down his face. He then begins to pace slightly.
"Wait, whats up, whats wrong." I watch him sit in his armchair and I sense a small smirk forming. " Theo you did say anything you know.." I also too sit down across from hon dropping my bags on the floor in a huff.
" I know i said anything but i also have a proposal that you do not have to take but i will just leave on the table." Again my curiosity takes over and i urge him to carry on, i knew i should have left before.
" I don't want you to feel pressured into doing this but i think this will benefit us both hugely, In my opinion its a offer that you can't resist as it will boost your business side more than you want and to be honest you deserve that after what i put you through today." He is my focal point, all eyes on him." This again is crazy but you said we were adding to the list so here we are." I laugh plainly.
" Theo just get on with it."
He adjusts himself and sits up right.
" How does this sound,i will do an exclusive interview every week for your column in Chicago or for YouTube,Insta whatever you want every week you can even decide the topic ." My eyes light up.
" And i'm talking totally inside man information from me weekly." I am in heaven. "For the price that you have to fake to be my girlfriend until i can get this stalker off my back and I'm talking being in the public eye committing to all that lovey dovey stuff but off course its fake .""its just a proposal Rosalie you don't have to do it."
My brain is desperate for a answer.
A/N - Thanks for all the love so far
Im going to be extending the size of chapters from now on 💓
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Desperate Measures - Theo James
RomanceHigh status celebrity Theo James has bagged himself an admirer, or should i say stalker. Desperate Times,calls for desperate measures.