The Vlogger

11) The Assistant's Cousin

I woke up to two teenage girls scrolling through their phones. Instantly I recognized my own voice playing through both of them.

"Oh crap. Maxine she's awake."

I sat up and pulled my hair out of the hair tie groggily. I knew it was early; the sun barely shined through the window.

"Hey Taylor Ivory. Sorry about waking you, but we just wanted to make sure it was you. I'm Emma and this is my sister Maxine." The girl smiled at me. She was wearing my Taylor Ivory Vlogs shirt with denim jeans and a sandals.

Her sister avoided my eyes and shyly smiled,"I was going to wear your shirt but I wore it yesterday."

That's when I recalled Armani and Khalil talking about his twin cousins, Emma and Maxine. The twins.

The two didn't look much alike since Emma had blonde streaks in her hair and wore make up. Maxine was obviously the quiet one and more closed off than her sister.

Before I could say anything Armani shoved the door open, causing my skin to shiver. He wore his famous sweat pants, along with his usual messy bed head. His eyes slithered into daggers as he picked up both of the girls and took them out of the room.

I could hear him lecturing them on personal space for a good ten minutes before returning. My eyes immediately fell on his biceps and then his abs.

"Like what you see?" He smirked and flexed his biceps. I bit my lip and shrugged my shoulders,"Maybe."

What happened next was uncalled for. Armani climbed in the bed and hovered above me. My stomach did something weird when I got a good look at his eyes.

"I want a direct answer Ivory, do you like what you see or not?" Armani licked his lips and stared at me. I'd never felt more flustered and at a loss for words.

"I do, but believe me. I like food a little more." Armani chuckled lightly and rolled to my side. I turned on my side and tried to read his mind. He wore the same mischievous boyish grin the day he stole my clipboard.

"Remember when you stole my clipboard?" We exchanged serious looks before laughing hysterically. Armani nodded slowly, once his lungs hurt of course.

"Second best day of my life."

Something in me died when he told me those words. But at the same time, something grew. I didn't want to find out what it was.

I pretended to be offended and scoffed,"Then what's the first? What could possibly beat meeting me?"

Armani winked at me,"Wouldn't you like to know." Before I could ask what he meant, or give him a sarcastic comment, he was running downstairs.

I wasn't as full of myself as Armani, but for the next ten minutes I was rethinking it. How could I be the second best day of his life and not the first?

I cleaned myself up and headed downstairs. Maxine's eyes lit up but Emma elbowed her to calm down. Right away, I could see a mood change in Maxine. She pushed her waffles around her plate rather timidly. Her appetite was lost.