After finally packing all of the things I thought I may need for the next 6 months I dress myself into some loose and slightly ripped jeans, a plain black shirt, a brown teddy jumper and I slide on some white adidas shoes. I then look into the mirror on the wall in my small living room and tie my hair up into a messy bun with the hair band that was on my wrist.
I heard a loud knock on the door, I pulled along my large and heavy suitcase and opened the door, revealing Mrs Parker.
"Hello! Come on quickly now." She hurried me and made her way to the elevator that I follow her through.
After exiting the building, I mentally said my good byes to the place, I won't be back here for a while.
We then reached to her really flash car, which ill admit I'm no good with cars and have no Idea what brand it is, but its red and I can definitely tell it's not cheap. The whole ride she just told me things about James such as his pet peeves and just a little background info.
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We reached to the part of LA that you can only live in if you're majorly rich and famous, the building we reached to was one of the highest in the area. We walked into he lobby which was decorated as a black and silver theme that looked really modern. Soon enough we reached the door that lead to what I'm assuming is James apartment.
When the door opened I saw James, his face was all scrunched up, as if he was cringing. Was this towards me? was he disappointed? I thought.
"Come in" He said almost boredly. Seriously? This is what I'm gonna be putting up with for 6 month. Maybe this was a mistake.
I walked in absorbing in the apartment, it was massive. The door opens straight into a white kitchen with a marbled benchtop and past the kitchen was a dinning room with a sleek black dinning table and next to the dinning room was the lounge room that contained a large grey cotton lounge with the largest TV I've ever seen in an apartment. There was 3 doors to the right of the apartment which I assume are bedrooms and a bathroom.
"I'm Parker." He introduced, with a mono tone.
"Kelsey." I half smiled, looking down at the floor.
"Your rooms that one." He pointed to a closed door.
"Uh thankyou." I started to walk in, and looked back to see my boss has already left.
"Make sure your out by 6 wearing something nice, we will be going out for dinner" He told me and I nodded.
I looked around my room, there was a white double bed, walk in closet, a large desk and an ensuite. This was defiantly much nicer than what I'm use too. After laying around for an hour and reading a book about a girl who has cancer, I then decided I should start to get ready for the date. I did some light make up and wore a nicely fitted marron dress that was just below my knees with sleeves that reach out to my elbows and I straightened my light brown hair. At just before 6 I left the room, I remember Mrs Parker telling me James had a thing about tardiness.
"Why are you dressed like your going to church." He scoffed. Looking me up and down, making me super uncomfortable.
"Excuse me? I happen to like the way I dress!" I snapped back at him
"At least you look better that when you get here." he rolled his eyes.
"Your not so perfect looking yourself" I spat feeling embarrassed.
"Sweetheart, i know i fucking look good, so dont even try." He smirked. Although he was right, I would never admitt that to the asshole. I was furious, he is such an arogant asshole.
"What ever helps you sleep at night." i added, rolling my eyes. Anger is extremely evident on my face.
"This is gonna be a painfull 6 months." He groaned.
"That i can agree." I sighed.
"Lets go." He demanded, So i obediently followed him out the building.
The car ride to the dinner is filled with an awkward silence while he drives.
I reach out to to radio to fill the tention and quietness but he swats my hand way before I even have a chance to turn it on. I sit with my legs away from him at the passenger door.
We soon arrived at a nice restraunt by the name of 'Duende'. As we steped out of the car, James personality switched completly. He came out and opened the door for me, I hesitated but took his hand and we walked into the resturant. Cameras where flashing from everywhere, im guessing they would be the paparazzi. People were asking lots of questions, I found it best to keep quiet and duck down, using my hand to cover my face like James was, we then sat at our preserved table. All the women in the room where obviously swooning for him, he didnt seem effected by it though. I guess he is use to it.
"Quick laugh like i said something funny." He told me quickly.
I let out an uncomfortable laugh, I've never been very good at acting but I assume I'd better start learning if this what my next half a year will be like.
I felt a kick under the table "ouch."
"I said laugh, not sound like a dying hyiena." he whispered, trying to act like hes not annoyed because of the audience around us.
I gave a weak smile.
The waiter came to our table.
"Welcome to Duende would you like to order now?" He asked politley.
"Yes thanks, ill take the medium rare stake, with a glass of red wine." James ordered.
"Ill take the spaghetti, please and just a Lemonade thanks."I said flashing a smile.
The waitor left after giving a small node and James gave me a look that basically said "Really? Spaghetti and Soda?" So i just shrugged, happy with my order no matter how childish I seemed.
For the next half an hour we acted like we werent on the verge of ripping each others heads off. I did learn a little about him, I started to think that maybe hes not so bad after all. Soon enough i got my spaghetti and James subtuly shook his head at me, then he got his steak and dug in.
As we were eating a girl of about 14 years old come over with a napkin and a pen, "Excuse me sir but may i have your autograph?" She asked sweetly, he gave her a bright smile
"Of course sweetie, what's your name?" He asked actually seeming nice
"Sam" She answered as he was writing down stuff on the napkin
The girl looked at me "You're really pretty." she smiled shyly
"Yeah she is." James added and I felt my cheeks go crimson red.
"Can say the same about you." I replied, she smiled and then left with her signed napkin.
I will admit it annoyed me how he acts completely different when we are just alone. just 2 hours ago he told me I'm dressed like I'm going to church and now he's saying I'm pretty? I just don't under stand. I guess it is an act after all.
We both got up and started making it to the door, until he stopped me by grabbing my arms and pulling me close, staring into my eyes. It was so electrifying straring ito his deep brown eyes, and being this close to him. James nose brushes agains my own and then his lips softly and barely touch mine and then he lifts my chin up with one finger and puts more pressure into the kiss. It was so full of lust and he tasted of the red wine he was drinking earlier and then it was over as quickly as it came. afterwards I snapped into reality, and realised we were not the only two people in the universe. Infact we were surrounded by cameras and eyes. I can all of a sudden feel my cheeks burn up. James grabs my hand and leads me too the car. My first kiss was fake.
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Fake At First Sight
Romancewhen the famous model, James Parker gets #1 biggest player in Los Angeles, the only normal way to fix this is to get fake married, right?