Spellbound (Kendall Jenner//gxg//interracial)

Three

It was currently seven o'clock in the evening and I couldn't focus on anything except for Pierre. It was like she was some drug that I was addicted to, but I couldn't have her.

The scenes kept replaying in my head, the way she winked at me, the way her hips swap as she walks away, the way her smile lit up the room; it was all toying with me.

I was sitting in my penthouse alone, enjoying the peace and quiet of isolation. I did love my family, but sometimes the show can get overwhelming, along with being Kendall Jenner;  a Supermodel.

It was calming just to sit by myself and not have to worry about the outside for the little time I could. A movie played on my tv, however, I was to engrossed in my own thoughts to pay attention.

I picked up my phone, scrolling through Instagram to take my mind of things. Pictures of different guys and girls popped up on my feed, all posing for the moment.

Suddenly, I had an idea to search for Pierre's instagram. I mean, if at least I'd be closer to her. I typed her first name into Instagram, leading to a bunch of profiles coming up.

Second to first was hers, and her profile picture was simply her holding a starfish in her hand as she was smiling. Behind her was a beach, and she wore a simply white bathing suit.

I hastily clicked on her profile, eager to see a little snippet of her life. In her bio was a French flag emoji, explaining her accent, and a camera emoji.

She had half a million followers and only followed one hundred and fifty back. Her theme was very colorful, bright filters on each of them. I clicked each of her pictures, reading her captions and looking at who she tagged.

Most of her pictures were of her friends or of shots that she had taken. From her profile I had gotten that she was twenty one, she was from France, she went to college at National School of Fine Arts in Paris, and she had two sisters.

Call me creepy, but I couldn't help dig deeper into her profile. I was cautious enough not to like anything old. It was desperate, but never had I felt so attracted to someone before.

I finally followed her, even though she hadn't followed me. I let out a deep sigh and shut off my phone.

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Pierre

I was settling in for the night, pulling on my grey silver shorts and a matching button up. I had braided my hair into two corn rows and traded my contacts for my glasses.

I picked up my phone, which was on the kitchen island. Scrolling through my notifications, a certain on caught my eyes. Kendall Jenner is now following you on Instagram.

I blinked twice at the notification, not sure if it was my eyes playing tricks on me. I clicked on the notification to open Instagram. The follow back button was on her profile. I followed her back, feeling the smile grow on my face.

I could tell she was into me from the Vogue shoot. She was like a lost puppy, the way she watched me as I walked away. She probably didn't think I noticed her, but I take everything into thought.

I walked through my small apartment and settled in my bed, happily going to sleep early for tonight.

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