✨ Girl you're perfect, you always worth it and you deserve it, the way you work it, girl, I earned it. ✨
•HIS POV•
"Your hair looks cute." Noura says from where she's laying on the bed, I button my pants and turn to her direction.
"Morning sleepy," I greet her, seeing that she just woke up, "and my hair is barely there." I chuckle.
"Looks cute, I miss your top knot though." She sighs.
I laugh softly, "I'll make sure to get back to it then." I wear my tee, and go to get my shoes.
"Wait, where you going this early?"
"Forgot that I have a photoshoot today? It will be an outside photoshoot, the photographer has arrived here yesterday, and is waiting for me on set." I state.
She frowns, "that was quick." She says, probably referring to the fast arrangements.
"This is how it goes, babygirl." I chuckle, I don't have to to do my hair, well, it's barely there.
"Who are you shooting for?"
"Elle magazine." I state proudly.
"That's really amazing!"
"I know right, first dude on it, which is quite exciting."
"I'm happy and proud of you," she lifts her head up and leaves a kiss on my neck, "Tomorrow you'r- we're flying to NewYork right?" I hum saying yes and walk to the bed.
I sit next her, she cozies up to me and lay her head on my torso, the sheets barely covering her naked body, "you done packing?" I ask her before I get too lost thinking about her body.
"Not yet, I'll probably be done when you're back- when are you getting back anyways?-"
"I don't know, probably by evening. Babe, I haven't finished packing, mind do that for me, please?"
She looks up at me and smiles, "of course, baby." This is the first time she calls me baby, it's making me feel some type of way.
I smile at her and kiss the top of her head, "you're the best."
"I'm really excited to go to New York but I'm gonna miss my precious babies." She pouts.
"What babies?"
"My paintings, duh." Oh.
"Thought I was your baby?" I fake pouting.
"Well, you thought." She shrugs.
I chuckle, "you're always gonna be mean, aren't you?" She just hums.
I shake my head at her, then I look at the clock and see that I'll be late if I don't go now but before I forget I tell her, "the photographer is a good friend of mine, I might get back with him, you don't have to make dinner, we'll just order some take out, yeah?"
She just hums again, her eyelids are falling, I mentally aw at her, I lean downwards and kiss her cheek, "see later, babygirl."
Off to work then, damn do I miss modeling.
***
"Yes that's it, Malik!" Alessandro shouts too excitingly.
"Give me that pose!" He's too hyped most of the time, fun guy.
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Love Drought | z.m ✔️
Fanfictionthis was my first book so i apologize if you cringe lmfaooooo 😩 *** She never wanted to fall in love with him, but she did. He doesn't trust anyone anymore, therefore he doesn't fall in love. But, the thing is; Noura is helplessly in love with him...
