Curious

2

I wake up to the sound of banging at my door. I roll my eyes and make my way to the door. "Who is it?" I ask before opening the door.

"It's me, dumbass. Open the door, we're late." I open the door to find a very irritated Elizabeth. I smile and let her in.

"Sorry, I must have slept in." I say, shrugging as I make my way to the bathroom, shutting the door.

"Hurry up!" I hear her call out as I lock the door behind me.

***

"Okay, are you ready for day two of shooting?" asks the director as I enter the building.

"I am!" I answer enthusiastically, giving him a wide smile.

I went to sleep last night being incredibly excited to see Juan again, and now knowing that he's somewhere around here makes me even more excited even though I know that shouldn't be normal. I go into my dressing room and change quickly so I can get my hair and makeup done.

"You look gorgeous, girl!" says my makeup artist, Stella.

"Thanks! This," I point to my freshly done face. "is all because of you." I point out as she rolls her eyes playfully at me.

"So tell me, is he a good kisser?" she asks with a grin on her face.

I nod, biting my lip, thinking of our last encounter. "He's a phenomenal kisser. Like the best." I say smiling a little.

"Doesn't that make you wonder how phenomenal he would be in bed?" she asks in a daze, almost as if she was imagining what it would be like to sleep with him.

I think about it for a second before answering. "Not really, I mean wouldn't he just be like every other guy?" I ask, shrugging.

She looks at me wide eyes. "No! Of course not! Believe me, he does not look like he would be like 'every other guy'." she says, still looking at me as if I'd just said the worst thing in the world.

"I suppose he doesn't look like an ordinary guy." I say, shrugging. "If he's as good in bed as he is a kisser, he's not like every other guy." I say, sighing as I think of the kisses he gave me yesterday.

"Yeah," she says in a daze once again before snapping out of it. "come on, we have to get you out there." she says, shooing me out of the room.

Just as I'm walking out of the dressing room, I'm hit by what feels like a hard wall, again. "What the hell?!" I groan as I look up to see Juan standing there, with that perfect smile of his.

"I'm sorry. We really have to stop meeting like this, don't we?" he asks, grinning.

"Yeah, I guess so." I say smiling back at him, rubbing my arm which ran into his rock hard body. We stand there, smiling at each other for what seems like forever. I realize how close we are, so I quickly take a step back.

He clears his throat before speaking, "Uh, we should get over there." he says with a raspy voice.

I nod my head and walk over to where we should be shooting. I can feel his eyes on me which causes me to turn, he quickly looks away which makes me grin.

***

I'm changing in my dressing room, ready to head home for the day when I hear a knock at my door. I walk over and open it to find Juan standing in front of me in a black shirt and grey sweats. Is he trying to kill me? What is it with guys and grey sweatpants? I gulp loudly as I look him up and down. Stop starring! I quickly snap out of it and look him in the eyes, "May I help you?" I ask, giving him a smile.

"I was just wondering if I could offer you a ride?" he asks, sounding nervous.

"Sure..." I say slowly. "Just let me go tell the driver he can go without me."

"Oh, no need to worry! I already took care of that. He should be on his way home right about now." he says, rocking back and forth.

I cross my arms over my chest. "How were you so sure I would say yes to you giving me a ride?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

He shrugs. "I wasn't, but nobody else can give you a ride now except for me. Everybody left already." he says simply.

I roll my eyes at him. "Just let me grab my purse." I step back into the room and grab my purse off of the love seat in the corner. "All ready!" I announce to him with a wide grin. You guys smile way to much at each other.

He nods, and motions for me to go first, which I do. We quickly make it to his car and begin to drive to our hotel. "So, you live in California?" he asks, trying to make small talk I assume.

"Yeah," I nod. "there's way more opportunities out here for models and things of that nature. I'm trying to stay as busy as possible." I say, shrugging.

He nods. "You like it out here?" he asks, taking his eyes off the road to look at me for a second.

"I mean, it's nice I guess." I say, looking out of the window.

"Where are you from?" He asks curiously. He's actually listening. Unlike most guys.

"Oh, um, from Chicago. I was born and raised there." I say, smiling.

"Oh, that's awesome! I went there last year and I loved it." he says, giving me a wide smile.

"Yeah, I love it." I say, smiling, "What about you? You live in Cali?" I ask, deciding to ask him some questions as well.

"No, I live on a plane." he says simply. "Oh, and hotel rooms!" he says, chuckling.

I give him a nudge with my elbow "I'm kidding." he says, laughing. "I live in Colombia, but I'm never home. Like ever." he says, shrugging.

I give him a sad smile. "That must suck. Never being able to actually be home."

He shakes his head before answering. "No, not really. I have all the company in the world. My fans, I bring my parents along a lot of the time, and my managers are always with me. I have company and besides, I've gotten used to it." he says, shrugging before looking at me again. "Like for example, I have your company right now. I'm not lonely." he says grinning.

I feel my cheeks redden from his intense stare. I'm glad It's dark in here, or he would so be able to see my red face. It's like he's staring into my soul. I clear my throat. "Watch the road idiot." I say, smacking him on the arm playfully and rolling my eyes.

"Fine, fine!" he says, chuckling. A few minutes later we pull into the hotel parking lot and we get out and being to walk into the hotel.

We reach my door and as I'm about to open it he says, "I was serious about what I said. You know that, right?" he asks.

I clear my throat. "About what exactly?" I ask.

"About you keeping me good company. I really like your company, Adrianna. I'm kinda gonna miss you when we're done shooting." he says with a shrug.

I smile at him kindly. "Good night, Juan." I give his cheek a quick kiss before opening my door and going into my room.

A/n
I'm sorry I haven't uploaded in a while I've been busy with school! I'm on spring break right now so I'll be sure to try my hardest to upload again sometime this week! Let me know what you guys think about this chapter! Also I've been thinking about who should our main girl Adrianna be? Who do you guys picture her as? Again thank you for reading. Don't forget to vote and comment!
(Edited 11/28/2020)