Locken

Chapter Five - Finding Out

Guys.....yes it is an update..!!!!! :O

I am soooooooo sorry for not updating I had like exams and stuff and like ugh... 

But I'm back and I should be updating sooner (hopefully!)

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I woke up to the smell of waffles. Then I realised that I wasn't in my room. Confused, I got out of bed and looked around, only to remember the events of last night.

I got a boyfriend.

I had sex with him.

My ass hurts.

I decided to wash my face before I went out looked for Carl, so I walked over to the bathroom. When I went inside, I was surprised. Even his bathroom looked better than my whole apartment! I could have spent the whole day there, but came out just in time to see Carl bringing me a tray of beautiful golden waffles with chocolate drizzled over them.

"Good morning! I brought you some breakfast!" Carl said with a cheery smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile back at him. He took the tray over to the bed and sat down, nodding at me to join him.

"Morning!" I replied and made my way over to the bed as well.

"Careful, you might be a bit-" He started to say as I sat down, when I interrupted him with a yelp, my face contorting in pain.

"Sore." I said and tried sitting on the bed properly. Once I had found my position (after wriggling around in pain), I looked over to Carl. He was looking back at me. Awkward! I didn't know what to do, so I started laughing. He started laughing too. After a minute of just plain ass awkward laughter, he passed me the tray, setting it in my lap.

"Oh yes, breakfast! Mmm, looks delicious!" I said, eyeing my meal. "Did you eat already?"

"No I just had my protein shake...I'll eat breakfast later."

"Oh okay," I said, and started stuffing the waffles into my mouth as fast as I could; I didn't realize how hungry I had been.

As I finished the last of my waffles, I noticed the red sofa again with all the folders and papers that I saw last night and realized I knew nothing about my new boyfriend.

I must have been diverted for a while because Carl asked me if anything was wrong.

"Oh no nothing...the breakfast was extremely delicious though! Thank you so much!" I said and he replied with a light peck to my lips.

Then, out of the blue I asked him a question. "Carl, what do you do, as in work?"

He smiled subtly at my sudden curiosity and looked over to the paperwork. "Right now I'm an apprentice for a famous architect, Ezra Panduro, but I've only just started. You want to see some of my sample designs?"

I nodded and we both walked over to sofa, where he picked up a green file and flicked a couple of pages.

"Here," he said and passed me the file. I didn't know much about architectural design but I could definitely tell that they were really interesting yet conventional designs (I understood this by reading the small annotations he had made on the sides). I was really amazed to find out that he had just started apprenticeship.

Then something hit me; what was he doing before? I know that a course at an arts and design college isn't all that long, and plus he must have been doing some odd jobs for his college fee. But I don't know, the only way to find out would be to ask him.

"Carl, have you worked before this? Like done any other jobs? I'm sorry if I seem annoying, I just thought that we should get to know each other well and so I'm just asking whatever pops up into my head."

Carl frowned a bit, then his face relaxed into a smile. "It's alright. I did work before but..." he trailed off.

"But?" I was confused, both at him and myself. At him for trailing off, and at myself for having the sudden urge to know what he did before. Like why the hell is this even important? I could ask him about his childhood or his family or something, but here I am, trying to figure out what his résumé looks like.

"Well, I did have this job before and I earned a fair bit of money from that, but that was a long while back and I promise I don't do it anymore."

I didn't know what he was getting at; by the way he was taking he sounded like he was a drug dealer or an assassin or something.

"I used to work in adult films. You know, porn..." He whispered the last part and immediately looked away, face as red as the sofa we were currently sitting on.

Should I trust him? I mean he was a porn star...

But somewhere, something told me to listen to my heart and not my head-I decided that I would trust this man.