I just said that, didn't I?
Jason was standing in the Door frame staring at me.
Great, he thinks I'm a creep.
"I don't think your a creep Bree."
I snapped my head up and see him coming towards me.
Did I just say my thoughts out loud?
"Sweetie, you keep saying your thoughts out loud." Said Chlo. She was standing by the bed with a bucket. I realized I was wet from head to toe. Just my luck.
I turned my head towards my best friend. "Did you just pour water on me?"
"Look, I needed to get you up and you're up. Now, get dress. You have work and so do I."
She walked out of the room and left me feeling sticky.
I got up from the bed a little to fast, making my head spin. James came over and head my shoulders still.
"Thanks for your help. I'll be going now." I gave him a wave and walked out of the apartment with my shoes and clutch.
Once I was in my apartment, I changed and showered. I got all of the sweat and tears and makeup off of me and changed into sweatpants and a oversized tee shirt.
I went into the living room and sat on the couch. The apartment was quiet but I went with it. I grabbed my laptop from the coffee table and checked my schedule. I had a photo shoot tomorrow at 3pm and had an ten page paper due in two days.
I grabbed the controller and put on the movie White Chicks. While I watched the movie, I started the paper.
During the movie, Tyler came in and saw I was working on my study and said he was going to the library.
I got through half of the pages once the movie was over. Gosh, I love the beginning where they act like Hispanics. Hammer time!
I put my laptop on the charger and got up and grabbed my sandals.
I put them on and grabbed my wallet and keys. I locked up the place and walked down in front of the building. I walked down to the closest coffee shop.
I walked into a small coffee shop and grabbed a tall caramel latte. I paid and walked the streets. I looked around and saw tall skyscrapers, people rushing to get back to work.
I walk back to the apartment. I went to the kitchen and started to make lunch.
A BLT sandwich. I grabbed the bread, lettuce, tomato, turkey, and cheese. I started cutting up the tomato and lettuce and put it on the bread along with the turkey and cheese. I grabbed a snack sized bag of chips and walked up the three stairs. I tripped up the stairs and banged my chin on the floor. I scream as the plate crashed and broke against the floor. I felt pain in my left leg and my chin.
I heard the door open.
"Hey Bree, you left your pho-" Jason turned his head towards me and saw me in pain. He rushed to my side and bent down next to me.
"What happened?" He said. He looked at my leg and said I need to go to the hospital. He called 911 and tried to straighten my leg.
Once we got to the hospital, it all went black.
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When I woke up, I saw a bright light. It turned out to be a light. I looked around and saw I was in a Hospital with my leg lifted. Jason was sleeping couch in front of my bed. He looked cute when he was sleeping. A nurse came in and saw I was awake.
"Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, I am. How long has he been here?"
She pointed to him. "Many hours. He was worried. Such a great boyfriend."
She must have seen my eyes widen.
"Oh, is he not your boyfriend? I'm sorry, darling."
"Nope, I'm her boyfriend. You must never forget the time I asked you out, Bree."
I saw Jason sit up from the couch and walked over to the side of the hospital bed. He gave a kiss on my right temple and put his left hand on my back.
"Oh, how could I forget. You were very romantic. And where are our daughters, sweetie?" I smiled back at him.
I turned towards the nurse. "We have two girls at home and they are the sweetest kids you will ever meet."
She gave me a smile and walked out of the room. I was forced to look at Jason with his two fingers on my cheek.
"Daughters, really?! Why?"
"Well, you said you were my boyfriend and I added more to our "story"."
I laid back against the bed.
"What happen to my leg?"
"You broke your leg. A cast for six weeks. No more modeling for you. Well, for now." Jason responded.
I didn't take this easy. No more modeling meant no money. And with Chloe's job, it won't be enough for the both of us. They charge us on how many people live in the apartment.
"You can stay in my apartment. So, Chloe can pay for rent till you can model again."
"I said my thoughts out loud didn't I?"
"Yes, you did."
I looked up at him. His eyes trapped me in a staring competition. I saw his eyes flickered to my lips for a second. I looked at his soft, pink looking lips and moved towards them.
He started leaning in and then his lips grazed mine lightly. And the door opened.
"Am I interrupting anything?"
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