Ounce of Love {Norminah}

Chapter 2.

The Next Day
Waking up with a banging headache I curse myself for all the shots I took. Adjusting my eyes to the light I notice that I'm not home.

"Where the hell am I ?"

"Glad to see you're awake," a smirking blonde said while standing at the door with a coffee mug in her hand, "here's some water and pills, you're going to need it," thanking her for the items I quickly swallow the pills.
Noticing the clothing I'm in there's a strong sense of regret. The big shirt and booty shorts are definitely not for me, "We didn't do anything by the way," the blonde stated while leaning on what I'm guessing is her bedroom wall. "You past out way before we could get pass kissing," relief and sadness ran through me. Relief cause I didn't make a drunken mistake and sadness because the blonde was way to beautiful to just pass up.

"Thank you for not...you know taking advantage of me,"

"No reason to thank me," the blonde responds," I'm Dinah by the way."

"and I'm Normani," giggling at the realization that me and her are two strangers, halfway dressed, having a "normal" conversation, " well Dinah...will you do me a favor and bring me to my house?"

"I got you love," winking and grabbing her car keys I follow her outside the massive house and hop into her all black benz. She has mooonneeeyyy ! Directing her through the streets of California to my house. Driving an hour out from Santa Monica to Los Angeles was pretty comfortable. Having small conversation with Dinah here and there was fairly easy.

"This is you," Dinah says while pulling into my driveway.

"This is me," I respond. Grabbing my belongings and heading out the car , Dinah grabs my hand.

"Um..can I get your number ?" The timidness in her voice made me excited. I got her to react like this without being all dressed up.

Smirking I tell her, "If I see you again then you can have it. If we don't ever see each other after this, then it wasn't meant to be."

"...oh..ok,"

"Bye miss Dinah Jane," biting my lip at her and finally getting out the car. Before fully getting into my house I look back and throw her a wave and wink. Seeing her pink lips curl up sent me into bliss as I walked through my house door.

Months Later

"Lauren I just don't get it. I'm a 24 year old woman, been running my own business since 19, no kids, and I can carry my own weight," I tried explaining to my bestfriend through the phone, "why am I still single?"

"I don't know Mani, try putting yourself out there more. Loosen up a little," Lauren responds with a sigh, "Maybe if you didn't play hard to get with blondie months back we'd wouldn't be having this conversation."

Responding with a sigh because I knew my bestfriend was right. Someone who didn't take advantage of me while I was passed out drunk and gave me a ride home? You don't find people like that a lot, it's sad but it's the honest truth.
"Yeah, bye Laur . I'm walking into the building now," hanging up with my bestfriend since highschool, I continue with a steady pace while walking into my building. Getting greetings from the floor employees were normal, the usual "Goodmorning Ms.Hamilton." Walking through the lobby and riding the elevator to my office which is the whole 5th floor because of my occasional sleeping/living arrangements I have if things get hectic.

"Ms. Hamilton, you have a meeting with Ms.Hansen in 5 about collabing on designs and models for the upcoming fashion issue 7/27 ," my assistant informs me as I collect all my things needed for the meeting. Walking into the room I see the back of the head of a tall blonde whom I'm assuming is Ms.Hansen of Hansen Photography, which is one of the largest Photography businesses in America. Getting a contract with them could put both of our business global. "Hello, Ms.Hansen. We both know what our companies can do together," greeting the blonde but going straight into business. The industry doesn't have too much room for friends and/or error.