Lilac Skies || A Jay Park Fanfiction

chapter 2

Istand in the lift, going up to the 24th floor quietlysinging 'Don't look back in anger' by Oasis wandering who made thecall, the room I'm going to is called the president suite and onlyextremely rich and/or famous people get to rent it. I look in themirror to check my appearance and notice that some hair strands aresurrounding my cheeks and my freckles are slightly showing under mylightly powdered skin. I leave the lift, straighten my back and walkdown the elegant corridor.

Iknock on the door and a half naked man covered in tattoo's and onlywearing a towel opens the door , I scan him from bottom to top andpolity ask ' Good evening sir,You called because something broke?'

Hefrowns. 'I especially told them to not send a hooker in a uniform,and especially not a white girl.'

I amgetting quite annoyed by his racist comment, especially because Ineed to handle this situation professional. I feel my eye twitching,I clear my throat ' I'm sorry Mister, there are no prostitutesallowed in our hotel, you called downstairs because something broke?'I ask this in the most polite and calm voice possible, how dare hemistake me for a hooker, I shake this thought off and get my jobdone. He leads me into the beautiful huge bathroom and shows me thatthe shower head broke. I write down what happened and contact thejanitor to take care of it. I now need to wait for him to arrive. Helooks at me from the side and I tilt my head. 'Whats your name,you're quite cute, I'm Park Jaebum. But I guess you already knowthat.' He smirks and I want to laugh, because he thinks he's thatawesome, but honestly I have never seem nor hear of him. 'I am sorryMister Park, but I do not know you. My name is Miss Moore.' I pointat my name tag. Now he is the one to look annoyed and he crosses hisarms which shows his biceps. My eyes start to wander around histattoo, it's a head of a lion on his chest. It looks good, he looksgood, his body is awesome I have to admit, but that does not mean Ilike him. Definitely not my type. Uninterested I turn away. Justafter a half naked beautiful Asian woman comes into the bathroom,eyeing me angrily, I'm just doing my job to be honest.

'Isshe the hooker you called? And why aren't you back in bed with me?'She sounds so desperate it's sickening. He coldly answers her, 'Noshe's not the one, she's here to check on the shower head. Now goback and don't be jealous it turns me off.' She leaves. The janitorarrives and I leave.

Ifeel a hand around my wrist, turning me around just as I leave thesuite onto the corridor.

'Ihope I see you again Miss Moore.' He smirks and he rubs his neck.'Sir, that's very unprofessional, please respect that, I wish you agood night.' I bow and make my way. I cuss a bit to loud and I hearsome one cough, I turn and it's Jaebum. Fuck, I'm busted I think tomyself and hope he won't report this to my boss.

Downat the reception I talk to Won-ho and he laughs and tells me that Mr.Park is a Korean Hip-Hop artist known as Jay Park and most womandrool over him, and he is concerned for me. I shake my head. Abouttwenty minutes later I see a woman in a very short dress and veryhigh heels enter the lift, I guess Mr. Park Jaebum does get hisprostitute after all.

Isleep until about 4 in the afternoon and I take a long shower. Aftera while my phone rings and I see Kim Ha-Reum calling me, a goodfriend and colleague.

'Let'sgo out tonight, I know you had the night shift.. But pleeease it's anew club in Gangnam, next to one of the VIP clubs. Let's get drunkand find us a guy for a night, I bet it's been a while since you'vebeen with a guy.' I sigh and tell her I'm coming and we'll meet at apub to drink before we actually go out dancing. I mean seriously Ican't go partying sober.

Ichoose a pair of skin tight blue ripped jeans and pair it with awhite t-shirt, as well as white sneakers. I let my hair fall in lightwaves, put on light mascara but leave away the powder, I don't mindmy light freakls showing. I hide my money and my ID card in my bra asusual, really the best place to hide things if you're drunk and Idecide to actually leave my phone behind in case I'll lose it.

Imeet Ha-Reum at the bar and we chat on and start to get drunk enoughto move on to the club, and we decide that if we lose each otherthat's okay, because we both want to get ourselfs a one night stand,because none of us has time for something serious and as we meet guyswho buy us drinks I am glad that tomorrows my day off. I'm dancing,loosing my self, feeling to many hands on me, I'm hammered. Utterly.I go outside to smoke and enjoy the fresh autumn air.