Drugs Of NYC

Chapter 12 - All that glitters

***I'd like to note that Dulce Maria plays Veronica, since I can't add her to the cast thingy. Since my wattpad is acting up***

--Grammy's night--

I was in the process of making my last few curls in my hair when I could hear the TV boom,

"HI IM DEBRA PROV AND IM COVERING THE RED CARPET LIVE FROM THE BIG APPLE!" I couldn't resist poking my head into the bedroom to get a better look at the screen. I could see a pretty, petite blond in a short black dress with a mic. The interviewer of the night, she must've been new. I continued my curls and gave myself smoky eyes with dark eyeshadow. I took the tweezers and simply cleaned my eyebrows up. I applied light blush to the apples of my cheeks and of course I coated my lips in a signature devil red. I admired myself in the mirror before crossing into the bedroom. Practicing my red carpet strut over to my bright red dress.

"You look gorgeous." Ken cooed sliding into the room. I looked up at him in his half buttoned white collar shirt and white pants. My gorgeous angel.

"You look incredibly handsome." I grinned trailing my eyes along his half exposed abs.

"What am I compared to you?" He continued buttoning his shirt while watching the TV.

"WE HAVE WORD OUR FIRST CELEBRITY HAS ARRIVED, CHARLIE SHEEN IS HERE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN."

I rolled my eyes and put on my dress and heels. The dress was body hugging and really brought out my curves. My skin was radiant above my breast line. My shoulders and neck line were exposed and looked beautiful. I turned to Ken whose chocolate brown hair was in a curly state. He was in his all white tux with a untied black tie dangling around his neck.

"Beauty, can you tie my tie?" He begged.

"Sure," I giggled and started fixing it. He stroked my bare arms and looked at me dreamily.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. You know that?" His voice was rasp. "I mean you make me rethink how much time I've wasted my time with every other girl."

"I feel the same way." I lightly kissed his baby soft lips. I was getting back to a normal state with him now since the night with Steven. I had practically shoved all thoughts of him to the back of my head. Sure it was awkward at the office, but we tried to remain as normal as possible. By normal, I mean just make rude comments to eachother and drift by. It seemed to be working because Ken and I were happier than ever.

"What have I done to deserve you?" He sighed as I finished.

"What have I done to deserve you?"

"You were yourself." He offered me his arm and I hooked it. "That's all I could ask for."

"EVERYONE HERE IS ANXIOUSLY AWAITING THE ARRIVAL OF KENNETH COLLINS WHO IS SET TO PERFORM TONIGHT."

I looked at him with my head tilted. "You didn't tell me you'd be performing tonight.."

"Suprise. And it's a song for you, Love."

"I love the British way you say love." I kissed his cheek.

The limo pulled up and when I saw what seemed like 200 hundred fans lined up on both sides of the red carpet, my nerves rattled. I had never seen a crowd so big. But it seemed like Ken was so used to it all. It gave me a buzz of confidence as he gripped my hand.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine." I assured with a nod. I saw a bunch of camera flashes and the whole crowd now had their attention on us. Oh crap.