My Posh idiot (BOOK 2)

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Iman Harriott ~

"Alistair, would you say you're a pick up line type of person?" I asked him

"I don't do pick up lines-" he said as the audience "ohhh" at his statement "- I'd like to consider myself a straightforward person when it comes to a woman that I have an interest in"

"And what would you do or say to get her attention, you know a little bit of help for the single men out there"

"You've got to give me an example first or it won't sound right"

"Alright..." I started to think "hmm...what do you want to do?" I threw a lame ass question out

"You" Alistair looked me dead in the eye

I looked him dead in the eye with shock, and I could feel the shock of the audience as well radiating on me.

"Damn..." I muttered to myself, flickering my eyes at the floor, then briefly at the audience

"I mean it's only just us two right now- I know you're thinking the same thing. You want to do it as much as I do..." The audience wilded out

Why is he actually continuing...

"Alistair..." I laughed nervously, while shifting in my seat and fanning myself with the card in my hand to hide from the fact I was blushing

I don't even know if that is possible for me, but just in case you know.

"Yes..." was all he could say, as he laughed based on my reaction

"And that's all we've got- Jesus. And that's all we've got today guys. We'll see you guys again tomorrow morning for some more gossip, news related topics and more burning questions. For now The Iman and Alex show everybody"

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"Alana is one satisfied woman..." I whistled to myself

"You could be too..."

I nearly chocked on my salvia

"I will get you to call your wife"

"I'm only joking with you..." Alistair laughed

"You better be, I don't think you can handle me even if you wanted to" I stated confidently

"Iman I had you very heated on stage, I definitely can handle you if I wanted to" Alistair challenged back

That's not true

"Well what's stopping you then, it's just us two...together...on this very sofa..." I twisted my body to face him, as both the palm of my hands were placed on in front of my knees, resting on the sofa

Alistair started to scoot closer to me, with a smug ass look in his face

"Are you trying to tempt me now Iman?" Alistair asked

"No one is tempting you but yourself" I made that clear to him

"Well in that case, I will be keeping my thoughts to myself..." I cocked my brow at his statement

What does he mean by that? And what do you mean 'thoughts to myself'. I was about to go and ask him, but I decided against it, as I didn't want to hear what kind of thoughts he had conjuring up his head of his.

"Have you got any plans for today?" Alistair asked me

"What? You trying to demonstrate those thoughts that you're keeping to yourself"

"If thats what you want, you know what to tell me" I rolled my eyes, as Alistair began to chuckle

"And yes I do have plans- I'm going to a taster session of the therapy you recommended me to"

"That's great- what made you change your mind?" Alistair asked me

"I had some time to think about it. I mean they worked their miracle on you, I know they can work their magic on me too"

"Haha, very funny"

"How childish of you Ryle" I chuckled "but in all honesty I just want to do what's best for me properly, this time round. Like I feel like I have been with certain things, but there's more sore areas about me, where I've pushed what I didn't was important back. Do you get what I'm trying to say"

"Yeah I definitely do"

"What made you go into therapy because if I'm being completely honest, I didn't think you'd ever consider that"

"Between me and you and nobody else, since we are being completely honest with each other-" Alistair looked me dead in the eye

"I won't tell as soul" I promised him

"I felt lonely and unhappy after we broke up. It didn't make certain situations better for me when I would arrive back home. I found myself with these emotions and I had trouble expressing as i'd resort to suppressing my emotions- it was what I was taught. Probably why I was filled with so much anger when I was younger."

"If we had never crossed paths, would you have went therapy?" I asked

No, I really had to ask him, because that type of behaviour he was exhibiting in uni was actually mad scary. He basically said that his reasoning for going to therapy was because of me. It took me to break up with him to realise he needed help and healing. I can't be too sure on myself if he'd actually go if he ever met me. And I say this because look at the leaders in the government today. Alistair always wanted to be a self centred, conservative, racist, ignorant (the list could go on) MP. All the people that thought just like Alistair did, went to those prestigious schools and unis, like Alistair did, are all sitting in parliament.

For Alistair to do a complete 360 and change his mindset and his profession, will always be mind boggling to me and have me thinking if he'd actually go therapy, or been in the same room sitting with Rishi Suhak.

Oh I can't stand that fucking man.

Like I'm not complaining about how Alistair has got his life together because I'm glad he's out of that conservative bullshit.

"I can't give you a solid answer because I don't know..."

Wow

"Fair enough" I shrugged my shoulders "well I don't want to be late for my therapy session" I stood up from the sofa

"So soon. What time does it start?" Alistair looked up at me, as he remained seated

"3pm"

"Oh I see" Alistair started to get up from the sofa "I don't want to keep up more of your time. Also don't forget, I'm making you brunch tomorrow"

"Thanks for reminding me, I need to make sure I make breakfast before I leave for work" I joked

"Shut up, you're going to be begging for the recipe afterwards..."

"If you say so Ryle" I waved him off