in which model and well known party girl who has sworn of dating her whole life finds herself falling in love with her older boss.
or
in which rich, pretty boy who believes he'll never love again seeks out comfort in the young model he hired for his...
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౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ single ˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ( a jack schlossberg fanfic )
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SOME MAN'S APARTMENT, NYC 11th august 2022, 6:28am
lila lies idly on the uncomfortable mattress, her body resting on the arm of the man she spent the night with, who for the life of her she couldn't remember the name of.
carefully, she moves out of his grasp, tip-toeing across the wooden floor as she gathers her clothes from last night, slipping them on as quietly as she can.
picking up her heels, she creeps out the bedroom and then out of the apartment.
the elevator ride down to the lobby feels like it stretches on forever, but it's nothing compared to the endless cab ride back to her apartment.
the cab stands still in the middle of the busy early morning new york traffic, the minutes on her phone passing by quicker and quicker.
"do you know how much longer?" she asks the driver, a little impatiently.
he shrugs "should be about 10 minutes, but it's new york, so traffic laws are more of a suggestion".
she lets out a polite chuckle at his joke, leaning back against the seat, checking the time she sighs, 7:02am.
her foot taps on the car floor impatiently, she has to be at a casting call at 8.
her anxiety is high enough already, she hasn't been to a casting call since before the pandemic, it didn't help that she attempted to sooth her nerves with a wednesday night drink last night.
and a few more drinks.
and the company of a man who in the low drunken light of a club seemed like a perfectly fine companion.
the regret came as it always does in the early hours of the morning, when the alcohol wears off and all that's left is a bad hangover and an overwhelming feeling of shame.
to her graces, the cab pulls up to her apartment building, she pays the fair along with a generous tip, a silent apology for her impatience throughout the journey before hoping out and into the building.
as she arrives to her floor she sees hailey leaving her apartment, she smiles as she sees her.
hailey had become like a big sister to lila throughout the last few years, she was ecstatic when her and her husband bought the apartment opposite hers as a new york getaway.
"hey" she smiles as hailey pulls her into a big hug "i didn't know you guys were in new york".
"oh no just me, i had a meeting down here" hailey smiles, taking in her dress and messy hair along with smudged makeup "i see you had a fun night" she grins.
lila puts her face in her hands and groans "i'm never drinking again" she repeats the familiar phrase, the same one she says everytime she gets too handsy with a stranger at a bar.
hailey puts a comforting hand on her arm, rubbing it softly "don't be too tough on yourself. are you doing anything? we could grab some coffee before my meeting" she offers.
lila shakes her head "thank you but i have a casting call".
"a casting call wow" hailey smiles "what's it for?".
"vogue, it's a political thing, run by kennedy's grandson" she explains, hailey's eyes widen a little.
"jack? i heard he's yummy" she jokes lightly "could be your next night out?" she grins.
lila groans "leave me alone" she whines.
hailey chuckles "come on i'm boring and married, let me live vicariously through you".
lila laughs a little "i've gotta go get ready but i'll see you later okay?" she says.
the older girl nods, placing a kiss on her cheek "okay bye, love you".
"love you too" lila responds as she unlocks her apartment.
the comforting smell of her apartment fills her senses, the smell of too many candles being burned.
she hurries through showering, getting dressed and doing her hair and makeup, not wanting to leave any time to spare, she's lived in new york long enough to know you can never trust the traffic.
she takes a final look in the mirror, her hair is as straight as she could get it in the limited time, in a black long sleeve t shirt and low rise bootcut jeans with black boots, trying to look as natural as possible.
she accessories with a simple black coach bag before hurrying out of the apartment and into the nearest available cab.
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LOVE LETTERS 𐙚. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁🎧ྀི° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .
first chapterrrr 🥹🥹🥹 im actually super proud of this chapter who would've thought. jack will be in the next chapter but i just wanted to do a quick one to show a little glimpse of her life before introducing jack :))
yours sincerely, tabs x
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