Chapter 10

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Tuesday.

I walked into work as happy as could be. I still couldn't get over the fact I went on a date with Ronnie Radke; it was just too unbelievable. I didn't realize how great of a guy he was, at least seemed to be anyway. Even if he was a total ass, I still would have gone out with him.

What can I say, I'm a sucker for band guys.

Luckily today was to be sunny, which meant Falling In Reverse could do their photoshoot outside. I planned on taking some photos of them crossing the street (kind of like The Beatles), just walking, sitting on ledges, and maybe some pictures at a skate park. Unfortunately, we had only two more photoshoot's together. That meant Ronnie more than likely would be leaving with the rest of the band.

I was well aware I was probably only a quick hit and run, but that was perfectly fine with me; it's Ronnie Radke we're talking about here. That and I didn't feel like dating someone at the moment; focusing on my work was best for me.

"Good morning, Als." Daniel, my assistant, curiously stated; he can read me like an open book without me having to say a word or making an expression. I hadn't said a word to him yet about last night and he already knew something good happened.

"Morning Daniel."

I tried so hard to hide the grin that wanted to form on my lips.

Slowly, but surely 9 o'clock came around and Falling In Reverse finally arrived. I looked in the full body mirror I had behind my office door and made sure I looked presentable.

Not only was I nervous and had butterflies floating around in my stomach, I wanted to make sure I focused on the photo shoot; it's my work first then some fling or whatever.

A week or so later.

I basically crawled out of my vehicle to the house; My hand didn't even feel like opening the door so I only leaned against it.

I've barely gotten any sleep the past week. Between working on photos, actually going to work and on a couple dates, I haven't had time for anything else.

I need to remind myself to take no more dates on workdays.

I shook my head.

Ugh, I'm sounding so old for a 20 year old.

I walked in the house to find it dark, quiet, and peaceful; it was exactly how I wanted it to be right now.

I went up to my room to put on pj's and take my makeup off.

If only it was Halloween!

I giggled at myself.

I found it odd that I was home alone for once. It was one of those 'once in a blue moon' deals.

Every time I'm home alone I grab a big spoon, my marshmallow fluff, and dig in. Everyone in this house loves the fluff, so I make sure I'm by myself when I buy it and I have a special place for it above the fridge; it's in a little cubby hole everyone thinks is glued shut. I eat it for a late night snack, too sometimes if I want something sweet. The fluff is some serious shit around here.

As I was putting my spoon in the dish washer, I heard a door shut.

Guess I wasn't home alone.

I knew it had to be one of the band members, so I continued to make myself some mac-n-cheese.

"Ahem.."

I looked up see one of the band members sitting at the bar across from me. His face said he had something to say but his lips stayed shut.

"I'm surprised your home when everyone else is out."

"Guess I could say the same for you?"

I rolled my eyes. Clearly he doesn't pay attention to my schedule these days anymore like he used to.

Like he used to, I thought.

It's amazing how quickly you can be reminded of how someone made you feel, even if it was from a long time ago.

"What have you been needing to talk to me about?"

He got up and stood in front of me.

"I miss you, Aly."

Misses me? He lives with me for godsake.

"I-I don't know why I ended us."

"Are you on something! Seriou-!"

Clearly catching me off guard, he smacked his lips right on to mine.

It felt like butterflies were fluttering around in my chest trying to find an escape route.

Was I really kissing him back?

Before, I couldn't remember what it felt like to kiss him anymore but being reminded made me wish everything would have worked.

to be continued...lol

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