|| joost klein || • the man of your dreams •

- 3 -

Freya blinked her eyes open slowly wincing at the blinding white light above her head.

"i uhh" freya rubbed her eyes as she squinted to see 2 doctors stood infront of her.

"uh why am i here? Is this a hospital ? What happened?" She panicked fiddling with the blanket and observing the room.

"yes ma'am, you had a dangerous, fall? was it?" the doctor on her left questioned moving closer to her.

"oh right, i was tipsy, but am I gonna be ok?" Freya looked up into the doctors eyes.

"certainly, just minor concussion, a few weeks rest and you are sure to be fine," the doctor smiled weakly.

"I only managed to understand weeks what were u saying?" Her rusty English didnt help much.

"Het komt goed met je, een paar weken rust, alleen een lichte hersenschudding" she replied giggling and rubbing Freya's head.

"oh ! And you have a bit of a cut but the bandage will do," the doctor explained

Freya reached at the cotton like fabric stuck to the side of her head and sighed deeply.

" Who, brought me here ? how did I even-" freya rubbed her temples paitently waiting for a response.

"a tall dark haired man, he seemed very worried about you" she explained, preparing medicine for freya.

"I- huh?" Freya paused "did u get his name? Or even anything?" she put her hands out in a worried gesture.

"Nope, he looked in a bit of a hurry and ran off" The doctor shrugged and walked off down the hall.

freya put the clothes she had on last night back on to get home, her "I ♥️ joost Klein" shirt and mini skirt.

she pushed the double doors into a crowded city with shops, billboards and a lot of people roaming around with bags full and... cameras?

Freya's trail of thought slowed, " cameras?"

about 30 men went sprinting down a small pavement and stopped at a large crowd and the clicking of cameras took over all the sound.

she trailed over to the crowd, drawn in my the noise of cameramen and interviewers talking.

she smoothly slid through a minor crack in the crowd to see what could possibly cause such a commotion.

with his back to her, a tall blonde man stood in knee length shorts and a baggy top hanging over his back pockets.

he turned, smiling warmly at all the cameras flashing into his face.

"joost?!" Freya murmmered audibly as reporters were pushing and shoving into her.

her quickly turned and locked eyes with freya, looking up and down.

"Freya? Wat is er gebeurd? Gaat het?" (freya? What happened? Are you ok?) joost grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to hear what she had to say.

Freya's stomach almost floated at the thought of him remembering who she was.

"I'm fine don't worry, are you ok haha" she laughed in his ear as the crowd roared.

"I think it's our cue to leave" he pulled Freya's wrist and held her waist to make sure they got through the crowd without parting.

as he slithered his hand round her waist for pretection she wanted to faint.

"I uhh" she mumbled as his grip on her arm tightened when they lost the wrestless paparazzi

"look, I know we just met, but I need new friends and you seem sweet and cool so wanna slide me them digits?" Joost whispered in Freya's ear as they entered a quiet coffee shop.

"Nothing could make me wanna say no,ofcourse" Freya beamed back at him, making his smile grow.

hiding the excitement, she pulled her phone from her purse and put her phone number into joosts phone.

"great, anyways. Coffee?" joost asked, locking eyes with her.

"I'm ok thank you I'm not really thirsty" Freya laughed not letting her eyes loose contact with his.

"hungry?" He asked, leaning in closer.

"really I'm no-" Freya waved her hand at him before he grabbed her hand and interrupted

"please Freya, it's on me, coffee ja?" He asked, his dimples popping out of his cheeks as he smiled.

he unravels his warm grasp from her hand as he went to get the coffee

Freya froze, in awe, looking at his body language, attractively stood by the counter like that.

his soft lips pursed as he spoke and his eyes glimmered in the sunny light peaking in through the glass.

"here, hope you like it" joost smiled touching her hand as he slowly reached out the coffee to her.

"thank you so much, you are a kind soul joost Klein" Freya standing up to take the coffee from him.

"please, call me joost, and it's my pleasure. look I gotta run and rehearse but I look forward to texting u Freya" he smiled and tilted his head, his eyes roaming her skimpy outfit from last night.

before Freya could begin to thank him again "consent to hug you?" joost asked stretching his arms out slowly.

"please" Freya laughed softly wrapping her arms around his chest.

he ran off and she waved back laughing to herself.

"See you soon Freya !" He called out in the distance but disappeared short after.