chapter 6

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I woke up the next morning feeling exhausted, like all the life had been drained out of me, yet I managed to pull myself out of my bed and into the shower.

I had a meeting with Brian in 3 hours and needed to be ready.

Once I was done in the shower I slipped on a floral dress and an oversized cardigan. I made sure to put some make up on and straighten my hair before I slipped on my brown combat boots.

Before I stepped out the door I fed my cats and threw away the trash from left over food from the night before with a sigh.

As I was leaving I ran into Michael.

"Hey Ella, I was just coming to see you." Michael smiled.

"Hi, I have a meeting with Brian in like 15 minutes. What's up?" I asked.

"Oh I was wondering if you wanted to hangout but you can go to your meeting, I don't want you to get introuble." He replied.

"It'll only take an hour or so and my next shoot is tomorrow, we can hangout afterward?" I suggested, walking towards the elevator.

I honestly wasn't planning in doing anything afterwards, but michael is an exception, there was something about his company that is somewhat comforting.

I felt myself smiling at the thought of being with michael and mentally slapped myself.

Now is not the time to think about that, dumbass, you'll embarass yourself.

"Yeah that would be great, call me hen you get home?" Michael asked as we waited for the elevator to stop.

"Sure."

I stepped into the small diner and found Brian immediately eating why looked like a sandwich and sipping on his tea.

"Hi Brian, it's been a while." I smiled at him. I've missed him quite a bit.

"Ella dear, how have you been? Have a seat, I bought you some coffee." Brian rushed while pulling out a chair for me to sit in and handing me a hot cup

of coffee.

I sighed and took a sip of my coffee before answering, trying to think of how I've been.

"Busy." I simply stated.

"Aren't we all?" Brian laughed.

I laughed too, and it was great.

Brian told me about his new boyfriend, Nate, and how amazing he is. Nate is a fashion designer and is "The most sexy thing ever I cant!" according to Brian. Apperantly they've been on a few dates and are officially an item.

"I'm so happy for you Brian!" I laughed. I really am happy for him, Brian is amazing and deserves to be as happy as he is right now all the time.

We talked about my schedule, and how my career is going and general life conversations.

My modeling carrer is getting bigger. I'm not just in the hidden pages of magazines anymore, I'm going to start being on the cover. On the front page. For whoever buys that magazine to see. Runways. Commercials.

If I was going to be more known throughout not just Australia, but other places too, I would need to be skinnier.

After Brian decided he needed to leave I headed home too.

I sat in my apartment room for a solid 20 minutes before I remembered that I would call michael, so I did.

"I'll be over in a few!" he told me when I asked him if he wanted to come over for a bit.

Once he walked through my door I grabbed his arm and led him back to the elevator.

"What are we doing?" Michael asked confused.

"To the park, duh." I stated simply.

I was kinda in the mood to go to a park, so that is exactly were we went.

Being with Michael have me this feeling to do things on the spur of the moment. Kind like a rebellious feeling, even though everyone knows that is the exact opposite of what I am. Michael isn't like most boys. He makes you feel wanted, like your never a burden and always welcome. He makes me feel happy, a feeling I usually don't feel.

"Why exactly did we go to a park?" Michael asked.

"We haven't really interacted with eachother for a while, and I'm assuming something's have changed so were just gonna talk." I smirked plopping myself on the soft grass underneath a large tree, Michael following my actions.

And so we did. We talked about how were are, and how are careers are going. He told me about the girlfriend he had, but broke up with because she was too clingy and annoying. We laughed together and I told him about Lucas, the asshole I dated a while back, and how he cheated on me. Michael being Michael, threatened to run him over with a bulldozer. We told eachother our beliefs and what we want for the future. He was so completly honest with me, and I felt guilty because I couldn't be completly honest with him about my current problem.

We walked back to the apartment building in a peaceful silence. It was this moment I would cherish because it won't last forever, and I'm sure michael was thinking the same thing. We won't be able to walk around crowded places with someone of the opposite gender much longer without being mistaken as a couple.

I began to feel awakward because our hands kept brushing against eachothers, and when I was moving my hand to put it in the pocket of my sweater, Michael grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers. His hands were slightly shakyi as if he were nervous, but I thought nothing of it. I smiled at him and he smiled back, butterflies flying around in my stomach.

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