Celebrity

Spotted

Ava's POV
I watch Thomas as he leaves the house. I walk back upstairs, feeling a bit great about what I've done, but I also can't help feel worried about how this affects him and his ego.

I get to my room and open my closet. I look through it and find my nightgown. I put it on as I get ready for bed. As I do this, the only thought that keeps running through my mind is what if Bruce finds out? He can cancel the whole thing and ship him back to his country, and I will have no control over it.

I shake my head and tell myself "get your shit together". I take a deep breath and get on the bed. I shut my eyes and sleep.

It's late at night, and we're at my mom and dad's home in my old bedroom. "Let it all out," Cole says whilst he strokes my hair back. A few tears run down my cheek as I try to stop the snot coming down my nose.

"My mom and my dad keep making me learn how to play the piano and the guitar, and I never have time for my friends and have fun," I say shakily as more tears come down from my eyes. He holds me tighter and puts me against his chest so much that I can feel his heartbeat. "It's going to be okay, I'm here and I'll always be there."

I wake up with tears coming from my eyes. I sit up straight and push my hair back as a knock suddenly comes through the door. I quickly wipe off my tears on my face. I get to the door and open it. At the door, it was my maid Rose. "Miss...Wilder, Mr. Bruce is in the living room," she says. "I'll be right there," I reply quickly and shut the door in her face.

Based off her reaction and speech, I can tell I didn't do a great job at hiding the sobs. I take about ten minutes to freshen up and get dressed. I went downstairs wearing some sweatpants and a hoodie. I meet him in the living room, sitting on one of my black couches. When he sees me, he can't help but smile. "Rough night," he says, almost laughing. "Are you here just to patronize me?" I say without breaking my serious expression. He clears his throat and then he returns his professional expression. "How is it going with Christopher?" Bruce says, now being his regular self. I finally take a seat on a couch across from where he's sitting. "He's alright," I say sarcastically.

"Next thing we need to do is a kiss to end this friends dynamic." My eyes widen as those words come out of his mouth. "But-" "No buts, just do what I say," he says firmly. There's a silence that falls into the room till he says, "I heard you hired an assistant."

My heart stops. Does he know already that he's a fraud? I need to calm down. "Yes, I did." "When?" "Yesterday." He pauses as if he's thinking about something.

Suddenly, he gets up, fixes his jacket. "Okay, I need to see him soon," he continues. "Get some proper sleep, star girl." He then starts for the door and leaves.

I get up and head up to my room. I meet Rose upstairs. "I need a coffee," I tell her as I walk into my room and bang the door behind me.

At noon, I'm at my favorite cafe, which is also the day I bumped into Thomas and spilt coffee all over him. The more I remember it, the more embarrassing it gets. I'm waiting for CeCe, who's thirty minutes late. I swear if there was an award for being tardy, she would win it.

There's been something that's really been bothering me. I couldn't stop thinking about him, Cole. Why am I thinking about him now? He's been gone for five years and left me on this accursed world to fend for myself. But why? I still wonder why now. Is it because of Thomas? Is he the reason? There's no way it's because of him. I mean, they do have similarities, like they're both great listeners and they know just how to calm me down, which is surprising because Thomas doesn't know me that well. And I knew Cole from practically since birth, because both his parents and mine were friends. They knew we would be friends, but they didn't think we would be lovers. They always thought they were watching us, but we snuck around kissing all the time... I miss him so much.