Normani's Pov
I don't know why I did it. I woke up the next morning with a beautiful caramel skinned figure laying right next to me and I thought that I'd love to wake up to her every morning but, I still don't know why I did it. I didn't think things through I was way out of my head last night I just, I saw her walking down the stairs and I turned my head to pretend that I hadn't been staring at her the entire way down. Once I saw her something took over me and it's been a very long time since I'd last seen her, and even the last time was pretty hard for me to contain myself. But this time, this time I just couldn't help it and I needed to get my hands on her, I needed to feel her skin amongst my skin, my lips amongst her lips, I needed to hear her pant for more. I still don't know why I did it though. I know I have a boyfriend I knew then just as much as I know now, it's not really a thing you can just forget. Keith and I have been together for almost a year and things weren't as serious as you might think. I was never really all that interested in him. At least not in the beginning. He was head over heels for me and I thought I'd give him a chance, but once the paps saw us out for dinner one night there was really no turning back. I may be a bad person for the things that I've done, I hurt two people that I actually care about but all in all I'm still human. Keith wasn't giving me what I craved, and it's not his fault because he couldn't. He knew I liked girls from the moment he met me, all of the fashion watchers knew, all of America knew. But yet and still he didn't feel the need to be threatened by every passing female that I for one couldn't keep my eyes off of. I don't know if this makes me a fuckboy or a...fuck girl? But I do know one thing. Dinah makes me want to change.
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I stuffed my little black leather journal in my purse and walked out of my apartment a two or three hours after Dinah left. Z came into my suite and talked to me about everything that happened. I'd been caught straight in the act for carelessness, but it wasn't my intention to be a cheater. You can't really blame me for ditching Keith for a tall beautiful thick woman like Dinah. Come on now.
We went to the Starbucks in the foyer of the hotel and sat down to talk.
I was scouted by Naomi Campbell, (even if you don't know who she is, who know who she is.) when I was doing a fashion show in London a few years back, she made sure to sign me and I've been one of the youngest top paid WOC models ever since. She says I'm her best work, she always tells the story of seeing me work the runway and even though I wasn't the ideal height or slim figure I stuck out tremendously and she couldn't let me get away. Naomi was nothing but nice to me with my entire time knowing her, never once made a fuss at me over anything. So when she called me saying she was boarding her jet from Australia to California just to come speak with me about "Stern business" I knew I'd fucked up.
I was sitting in the Starbucks with Daya across from me, my legs folded over under my tight black skirt with my white button down blouse tucked inside of it. The red at the bottom of my shoes reflecting in the light. I looked like a million dollars but I felt like I'd be at zero soon.
The nervousness wouldn't leave my throat and I couldn't get a word out without it coming out as a quiet whisper so I just kept my mouth closed the entire time while Zendaya tried to make up a "game plan" to ensure that I didn't get in trouble.
I knew I was wrong for what I did and so did Zendaya, but she didn't turn on me and I appreciate her for that. She knows that my mind and my life aren't completely in order and I'd be struggling to decide on what I've wanted ever since Keith and I got together, we never fought but God I wish we had just so he and I could break up. He was perfect though, there was absolutely nothing wrong with him in the slightest he was an amazing boyfriend and he never did anything to upset me, it's just that I know I'm not good for him and I didn't want to hurt him in the end But it's a little too late for that am I right?
I tried calling him but he didn't pick up, he didn't respond to my text messages, he even told his buddy Cordell not to answer my calls. I just needed to talk to him but I know how embarrassed he must feel so I'll let him air it out.
I took a sip from my vanilla bean frappe (With a hint of hazelnut) and as soon as I looked up from the cup there she was. Naomi was standing right in front of me, Kent, her guard, standing at the entrance. I stood up from my seat to greet her as well as Zendaya.
"Hi love how are you?" She asked politely, which took a big load off of my chest. "Good and you?" I asked as we three exchanged hugs, she replied with "fantastic!" and offered herself a seat that was horizontal of mine.
"Now I know you may be a bit nervous about my sudden escapade to this hotel but rest assure you I'm here to talk on important business that I wished to speak with you in person on."
I took another sip of my drink and sat it back down on the green coaster, scooting my body in towards the table a bit.
"I'm sure you know that I know about the entire Dinah Jane, Keith Powers disaster, and I do, I'm not upset with you entirely because it frankly isn't my place or my business as a person, but as someone with whom you represent, I'm looking at this from an opportunist perspective, see, with this entire mess you're very vastly in the media, your face is everywhere darling I even passed a few paps outside of the window hiding in the bushes taking photos of you on the way in, Kent scared them off but of course they only went to vacate the bush across the street."
I looked outside of the window and sure enough a camera lens poked through the leafs of a bush placed directly across the street from the hotel.
"What's the opportunity that's being presented?" Zendaya asked wanting Naomi to get to the point already instead of talking a bit too professional and fancy for her liking. Zendaya liked to keep it forward and keep it real which is why her and I get along so well.
"Well I had a little talk with the managers of Miss Jane-"
"Hansen."
"Excuse me?"
"Her last name is Hansen, not Jane."
"Well my apologies, I got into contact with the managers of Ms.Hansen and we've come to a settled agreement that yourself and Dinah will be spending quite a bit of time together in the lime light. So I hope you two are on good terms after all of this."
I saw Zendaya straighten her spine and cross her hands on top of the table. "Wait so, you want Normani and Dinah to go out to like red carpets and stuff together for PR?"
"Exactly" Naomi answered nonchalantly looking towards me.
"I- I don't know if Dinah would be up for that I mean, she literally smacked me earlier today I don't think she'd want to be hugged up next to me in front of tons of paparazzi after that."
"It's her job to be professional, this is a good opportunity for the both of you, she could get more exposure to fashion events and front row at your shows to be 'supportive' and you could get more exposure to the music industry and maybe go on stage with Dinah if she wins any awards."
"You're crazy" I protested, there was no way in hell Dinah would go for this.
"I say go for it." Zendaya said to me looking encouragingly into my eyes. I didn't mind it, it wouldn't be the first time I've done something for PR, that was a part of this industry it's important to stay in the lime light, it's important to make sure your name is always out somewhere because if not you'll easily be forgotten. I also wouldn't mind being able to spend a lot more time with Dinah but at the end of the day this all wasn't up to me. It's up to her.
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I decided to change Normani's scout from Giselle to Naomi because she's a successful black model and more known to the gp:)
