❝ If she doesn't scare the life out of you a little, she isn't the one. ❞
Mckayla Silva has had enough.
Enough of her stupid job, as news broadcaster. She was pretty sure that nobody else apart that her would tolerate reading reports on a dog's l...
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Song: These days - Jess Glyne, Macklemore
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When I saw a group of girls hollering around the bar in tiny dresses, I easily got the hint. Was I really going to do this? I guess didn't matter because I didn't have a choice. Huffing, I walked towards them until I saw the famous brunet standing in the middle, enjoying a lap dance from them all.
I dragged my hand in front of my face.
Leave it to him to be drinking vodka whilst everybody else works hard for his music video.
Although I hated to admit it, the song was pretty good and I guessed that it would do well. I was beginning to feel the pressure of producing a good video, since I'd found his other ones had racked up a billion view after thorough research.
"Kayla!" He called once he saw me, shooting me a million dollar grin. "Wanna join us?" It wasn't even noon and he was partially drunk. A red head with her hair in beach waves sat down on his lap, before giving me a challenging look. Seriously? What the hell? Was she trying to mark her territory or something because I definitely did not plan on entering. I wasn't going to waste my time on her anyway.
Holding the clipboard with the time plan, I nodded professionally. "No, but I needed some help." It felt absolutely disgraceful to ask River for help but I didn't really have a choice unless I wanted the crew to sleep on the streets for a night.
Pfft, I'm sure Harley would love that.
I felt nauseous at the sight of alcohol again after last night and let out a frustrated breath when I guessed that that was his intention. His eyes lit up for a second as he whispered something to the girls before walking towards me. "With what?" He asked, walking a little too close to me for my liking. I told myself to keep calm and not comment at the shivers up my spine.
Get a flipping grip Mckayla.
This is why you've never been in a relationship.
"Uh, I was wondering if you knew any good hotels in New York?" If I had it my way, I'd make them all rock up at Holiday Inn or something alas I doubted they exist in the US. To be honest, it felt wierd having a serious conversation with him for the first time.
He winked at me, sipping a shot that I didn't realise he'd taken with him. "Of course, I have great experience with hotels, especially which ones with the best beds."
Alright, I take that back.
Too far.
I grimaced at the innuendo, snatching the shot away from him and pouring it onto the ground.
