Glassheart |bruno mars.

29.

"All these paparazzi are here for you?" I asked lowering my sunglasses over my eyes at the bright lights flashing as Bruno pulled up to Ikea. It was a real health hazard, it's surprising they haven't caused a car crash.

I could see why Britney attacked them with an umbrella.

"Do you even have to ask?" Bruno gave me a look that I'm sure would have Beyonce impressed. He then stepped out of his car and walked to my side to help me out.

"What a gentlemen." I smiled and lights flashed in my face. "Whoa." I blinked and saw white.

"Ignore them." He said keeping a hold of my hand leading me away from them.

"BRUNO! Whose this? New Love interest?" One of them shouted over the rest to be heard over the crowd.

"So there's no chance of you and Amelia Light reconciling?!" Another one yelled.

No shit, I wanted to answer.

"She's very pretty, what's her name?"

"None of your business." Bruno smiled at the guys in a friendly way and we finally made it to the entrance of Ikea where they halted. "Sorry about that." Bruno cast a look at me then looked ahead, his eyes widening at what he saw.

The storage space, the sofas, the beds, the desks, the chairs, the cupboards...every guy's nightmare.

"Welcome to Ikea!" I grinned at him. "You're out of your element here, aren't you?"

Bruno's eyes were still on the many items around. He was the bull and this was the china shop.

He was fish and Ikea was out of water.

"Well the last time I went furniture shopping was...like two years ago when Kendra moved out of that...shack she shared with some freaky nudists, so I guess I'm the expert." I say and analyse the store. "Well first thing's first. You have to stop living out your suitcase so let's look at wardrobes!" I grabbed his arm and pulled him in the direction of them.

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"Hmm, let's look at beds." Bruno pulled my hand away from the bookshelves I had been looking at. It was more for me than him anyway, I don't think I've ever seen Bruno read a book.

"But...you've got a bed." I laughed, letting him take me away to another section of Ikea.

"One can never have too many beds, Tina." Bruno raised his eyebrows seductively. "Ooo, what about this one" He jumped and sat on a large king bed, he bounced up and down on the mattress but what had me losing it was the sheer concentration on his face. "Too rigid." He concluded, got up and went to the next one and collapsed dramatically to another one. "Whoa...water bed." He laughed.

Sometimes I found it hard to believe he was a twenty-seven year old man. "Check it out." He reached out and pulling me down next to him.

"Whoa, his is so weird..." I laughed feeling to mattress sway and move with me. Bruno leaned back on the bed until he was by the head and laid on the pillows with his arms behind his head.

"It's like falling asleep on a boogie board..." He closed his eyes.

I raised my eyebrow at him. "That actually sounds kind of scary..." Who would fall asleep on a board in the middle of the ocean?

"It really isn't..." Bruno smiled peacefully and I wanted to feel like that, at peace. I scooted down the bed and laid down next to him. I placed my head over his bent arm and he smiled wider at that but kept his eyes closed. I then took a deep breath and closed my eyes as well.