The Promise

62) Aurora

A week passed and our days in Ibiza came to an end, we came back to London to prepare for my tests and event. I have several months left and I still didn't think what's next. Days became weeks and weeks became months with me and the other interns working ourselves towards success.

Now, I have only one month left for my tests and my event is tomorrow night. This is the event where I'll be the hostess, I prepared and organized everything from scratch. This is our toxic trait as perfectionists, we work ourselves to burn out fearing mistakes.

I'm in my room in the evening, studying for a bit after finishing the chores and my shoot for the day. I get tired so I stand up to stretch then close the lights and head out towards Omer's place.

Omer has been my closest friend and person; he is my partner in all the things I do except being my real partner or boyfriend. We decided to not talk about anything and enjoy our time together. Advantages:1) we got to know each other better, actually so well that we can understand each other from our eyes. 2)we got to spend a lot of time without awkwardness because life's too short and thaaaaat's what gets us to the disadvantages because the only demerit in whatever's going on between us; it's the tension.

Sometimes it's real tension. We barely fought and I'm thankful for that and if we did, we call it disagreement. I haven't been thankful for anyone's presence in my life before until him then Dionne next.

I close the apartment door behind me and get into his. Yes, I have the keycard and fingerprint to his place because I am royalty and second aside from joking, I get worried he'll get seizures alone.

He got a couple of ones in the past months, but thankfully they were mild and he's getting medications. I pass by the mirror and catch my reflection; I didn't bother changing into something else because that's Omer I mean?

I'm wearing plain white pajama shorts with a pink hoodie that says 'fictional men are better' in pink embroidery. My hair is down because I showered previously today, it got a little longer now; my hair has always been a stubborn moron. I cut it out of grief and it flips me off getting longer way too quick again.

"Are you home, Mi amor?" I call out as I kneel to cradle Knox in my arms when I hear shuffling from his room. I go its way, "Knock, knock, can I barge in or code cucumber?" I yell as he opens the door and I yelp. "Sorry, dove. No, no code cucumber." He says out of breath, I narrow my eyes "What were you doing inside you sneaky little big baby."

He sizes me up frowning, "Your semantics makes me feel I've been teaching you how to cook all these months, I was jerking off." He smiles saying his awful joke. I keep my face bored so he spills, but he doesn't so I have to go straight for plan B. I let Knox go then back him up against his room's door.

He points out a finger and pushes may my chest with it backwards, "No, you will not succeed in this." I cross my arms, "You really did jerk off?" he chuckles, "Why are you saying that, dove?"

"Plan B didn't work, you didn't get hoot hoot and surrendered to my devilish attempts." I raise a brow at him, he shrugs as he pours us 2 cups of coffee "I always get hoot hoot, but you won't see what's inside today." He states simply placing my cup in front of me, I reach for it, but he slaps my hand lightly stopping me "Wait, we don't want your heart to go vroom vroom all over the place like yesterday." I roll my eyes at his back as he gets cream from the fridge, "Yes, mom."

He splashes some in my cup then places it back and grabs his to sit in front f me at the counter. "Did you finish your tasks for today?" he asks and I nod. "Yes, and I'm taking a break before I hit the pillow."

"So, a movie or reading or just sitting?" he asks. "Truth or dare."

He smirks, "Dove, I'm way old to play this game."