Falling In Love With Hollywood's Golden Boy

Chapter 33: Private Jet Swag

Falling in Love with Hollywood’s Golden Boy

Chapter 33: Private Jet Swag

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Maddie’s POV

“Please be safe, sweetie.” My mom said as she kept kissing my cheek.

“Mom, I’ll be fine, I promise.” I told her.

“Okay… Are you sure? I mean if Drew doesn’t protect you, I will shov—”

Woah, there!

“Mom, stop! Everything will be fine. And I’m sure Drew will protect me if anything happens, which nothing will happen. So there will be no shoving anything anywhere, okay?” I assured her.

“Yes, I’m okay now.” She nodded.

Thank god.

“Ok. Good. Now I love you.” I said and hugged her one last time.

“Love you too, pumpkin.”

“Bye Nattie Pattie” I smiled at Natalie and hugged her.

“What did I saw about that?” She glared.

“Oh shut up and just hug me.” I rolled my eyes.

She smiled and hugged me back.

“Have fun” She said as she wiggled her eyebrows.

I made a gross face at her as Drew walked in.

“Is everything read?” He asked me.

“Yeah, I was just saying goodbye.” I told him.

He nodded and took my stuff for me.

Aw, what a gentleman.

“Now, listen here Mr. Popstar. I want my daughter coming back alive, got it?” My mom pointed at him.

“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded.

“You better protect her and there better be no doing the mambo humpo either. Am I clear?” She eyes both of us.

“Crystal” We both said in union.

“Alright then. Both of you be safe.” She finished.

“We will, Ms. Bates.” Drew said.

She nodded at him.

“Bye mom, bye Nat.” I said to them

“Bye guys” Drew smiled.

Drew took my bag and brought it out to the car. He put it in the trunk and opened the passenger door for me.

“Ready babe?” He asked me as he got in the driver’s seat and buckled his seatbelt.

“Yup” I smiled as I nodded and he then drove off.

“So what airline are we taking?” I asked him.

“My private jet” He chuckled.

“Y-your what?!” I exclaimed.

“Ouch, damn, Maddie, no need to scream.” He said, holding his ear.