My Life With A Celebrity

SORTING THINGS OUT

PLEASE READ AUTHOR'S NOTE
OLLY'S POV
Let's just say I screwed up big time, I'm an idiot no doubt. How did I just screw up my whole life with just a few words. "Idiot Idiot Idiot-", I say while banging my head on the dining table until I'm interrupted.
"Olly someone's calling you", Gwen says while handing me my phone. I give her an apologetic smile and take the phone from her.
"What?", I snap rudely without looking at the Caller ID. .

"Don't give me that attitude Alexander", John snaps.
"Sorry I've got women problems", I reply realizing who it is.
"Its OK we all have those", He replies in a softer tone.
"With who your mom", I snicker
"No dimwit, remember that assistant of mine, Brianna, well she's pregnant ..... for me".
"Well tell her I said congratu.....WAIT WHAT!!!, ARE YOU STUPID!, how did.....where.....when.....why.....OH GOODNESS GRACIOUS", I exclaim in one breath.
"I was high on testosterone ", he says with a defeated sigh.
"Well....uh...good luck man", I say calming down.
"Thanks I'm gonna need it"

"So what exactly did you call for", I ask.
"You need to take Gwen to the beauty salon, so she can get ready for tonight", he says with an exhausted sigh.
"Sure I will".
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A FEW Minutes LATER
"Olly let go of my hand ,I'm not going with you to the spa, I'll do my makeup on my own".
"You're kidding right", I ask in utter disbelief, how does she expect to make herself up for an award show.
"No I'll do it on my own, I know a thing or two on makeup", she says with so much confidence.

"You......actually....think....you can......do it", I manage to say in between fits of laughter. "Y- Yes ", she stutters will playing with the hem of her shirt.

I should probably explain how I ended up arguing unnecessarily with Gwen. Well after receiving the call from my manager, I decided to be a gentleman and take her to the spa then beauty salon.
But nooo, she just had to be stubborn and refuse. So I've wasted thirty minutes of my life arguing with the love of my life, on who's better at makeup, a professional artist that has been doing it for years or a woman who hasn't even put on lip gloss in the last SIX YEARS!!!! .

"Just come", I say in a frustrated tone. "I'm telling you for the-", she doesn't get to finish the sentence , because I flip her over my shoulder, close the door and walk towards the elevator.

"OLLY PUT ME DOWN", Gwen screams while attempting to hurt me by hitting my back, remember attempting. It feels like an ant trying to push a brick wall, I know that example sounds stupid, but that's all I can think of when there is an amazing ass right in front of me.

"I can feel you staring at my butt", she deadpans finally giving up on trying to hurt me. "So, what if I am".

"I like it but that doesn't mean I forgive you Oliver". I grunt an incoherent response. We get to the parking lot,I find my rental car and put her inside. Then I drive off .
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GWEN'S POV
I finally get out of the car and walk to the entrance of the spa. On arriving I get a mixture of dirty and pitiful looks. Mostly because I walked into a prestigious spa with a well known celebrity looking like a hobo.
Dressed in a black tank top, grey cargo shorts and flip flops, I don't blame them. I walk to the receptionist's table , and from the looks of it ,its a guy, his back was faced towards me. I tapped his back to get his attention and he slowly turned.
Kids, that's how I met your Greek god of a father.
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A/N
Hola mis amigas, how was your Christmas and New Year. Did you guys like my sort of How I Met Your Mother quote.
Well down to serious business, I know most of my chapters are childish and poorly written. That's why I took a break to read other Wattpad books and get some experience. Thank you for waiting. Please vote, comment and follow me for follow backs.
I'm trying so hard to write longer chapters but its just not working . I'm so occupied with school, I have a major exam from the ending of April to the beginning of May.
By the ending of May I'll be all yours so no worries. Adios Mis Amigas I love you all, stay cool.
Song For Chapter :Sorry by Justin Bieber (I am gradually becoming a believer)
Desire by Years and Years.
Picture by the side: Olly Alexander
Video by the side: Sorry( Purpose :The Movement) by Justin Bieber