Perfect

Prologue

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-ALEX-

   I roll my eyes at the TV as the 3 minute celeb gossip news section plays in between adverts for Saturday night TV.

   A huge picture of me stood behind the blonde presenter, who wore a red dress that I couldn't help but think didn't suit her at all, and big red letters lined the bottom of the screen which spelt out the word 'Womanizer'.

   They even went as far as putting Britney Spears' song 'Womanizer' in the background. The sarcastic part of me within myself laughed whilst complimenting them on their fantastic journalistic skill. Some say sarcasm is my first language.

   Yep, that's me, right there on that screen. Well - what the media thought was me. I hate the media's portrayal of me, hate it with an actual burning passion.

   I hate being this 'womanizer' they all thought I am, but in reality I just find myself time and time again searching desperately for something amazing, and sometimes I think I find it in some people. Turns out, I'm wrong.

  Every. Single. Time.

  And then I just end up with yet another name to my long list of past lovers.

   And the only reason I am back on this stupid celeb gossip thing again with the massive 'W' word plastered across the screen was because my last 'girlfriend' (if you can even call her that) decided to say in an interview how I broke her heart by leaving her for another woman.

   When she said that, I literally looked around to see if I imagined not having another woman within a close proximity to me during my 'relationship' with Katherine, and if I completely deleted the 'breakup speech' I gave her when I was leaving her for said imaginary woman, from my head.

   The woman's cuckoo, for sure.

   Also it's hardly breaking her heart since we were 'together' for like 3 weeks.

   Plus, annoyingly she was the one who broke up with me because I wouldn't go out in public with her, craving for private moments only we could reminisce about without anyone else knowing. Yeah... She just wanted everyone to know about us.

   I'm certain it was a publicity thing.

   Yep, I have had songs written about me, quite a few in all honesty. To be fair, I am adamant the people I have dated aren't all as innocent as they claim to be. It was either for money, publicity, or my name to be attached onto something of theirs to help them become more successful in whatever they were trying to accomplish.

   My Mother never understands that these were the kind of girls she tries to set me up with. She is obsessed with me getting a 'successful' woman so that we can be the next power couple or something ridiculous like that. I don't want to be part of the next power couple to take the media by storm. I don't want to be part of the next Brangelina, or whatever other nonsense she dreams up about my future.

   All I want is to fall in love with someone who isn't in show business, but could handle that sort of lifestyle. An amazing, normal girl – one who would just love me for me and not my bank balance.

   The thing is though... Does such an amazing girl even exist?