Made For You [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER FORTY: Getting Ready For A Sneak Out

Early update... Enjoy.

Chapter goal: Three comment only, nothing much. No song for this chap tho'

"I fell in love. During my fall I never knew that it was deeper than the ocean. I love you."

Richard's POV

The sound of my phone ringing jerked me out of my sleep. Rummaging blindly for it on the bed side table, I mute it before glancing at the person calling seven in the freaking morning. On seeing the first letter of the name, I dragged the answer button and groaned into the phone.

"What the heck man?" I growled at Shawn on the other end.

"Of course I had a wonderful night, thanks for asking." He sassed and I groaned, stuffing my face in my pillow. Turning and lying flat on my stomach on the bed, I sighed.

"What do you want this early?"

"Dan just called to tell me you are in the news and truly you actually are on the TV screen from many channels right now. Pictures of you and Julia." He said but I scoffed. How can I be on TV? Ain't no celebrity.

"You must be hung over man, go back to sleep you have a flight trip by noon today." Don't hate me. He might be drunk considering they partied all night for him to be spewing that rubbish this early.

"Ain't freaking messing around Richard!" Shawn hissed, seriousness lacing his voice from the other end. "Hear one of the headlines, 'A young spitting image of 'The Ron' seen at a five star restaurant with 'The Smith Princess' last night.' end of headline and boy there's an article too by a Samantha Brandt, a blogger and it has gone viral and still is." He finished.

I sat upright and jumped out of bed, landing my butt on the chair, I opened my laptop and started to type in that name.

"Tell me you are joking?"

"Not at all." There was a resounding nice at my door before it creak open and Freddie is standing at the doorway. "I'll call you back, gotta go." I clicked the end button and closed the laptop rather harshly.

"Morning boy," he greeted. He was looking at me somehow and I knew he knows already. I jumped out of my seat, rummaged through my closet for a shirt, I slung it over my head. I grabbed my phone too.

"Morning. You saw the headlines you don't need to hide it." I said walking past him and descending down the stairs. "I can't be on the freaking news." I yelled on getting into the living room. Throwing the kids a grumpy morning, I took hold of the controller and flip through the channels.

I did land on one with a clear and vivid picture of Julia and I when we came out of the restaurant yesterday night. It was a caption from a close distance enough to caption our smiling faces at such time of the night.

Fucking expert photographer.

And just beside our picture is one of my father and the headline is a bit different.

'Daughter of Multi billionaire- Michael Smith seen with Teenage boy who looks exactly like 'The Ron' even in physique.' I read out loud and select other news channels. If they ain't broadcasting it, it's on display below in the TV screen. I met tones of them. One actually catch my eyes.

'Mystery guy looks exactly young 'The Ron'

"Ahgrr!" I groaned, throwing the controller angrily on the couch. 'Exactly, I'm a mystery." I brushed my hand through my hair and listened. The newscaster was going on and on about those pictures being released into the internet yesterday by an unknown identity and how viral it has gone just because the guy on display- me, is a spitting image of the all time wrestler 'The Ron'. Perfect.