love me harder // kj apa

07. REAL LIFE

~MADI~

I think I have a crush on Keneti James Fitzgerald Apa. Omg help.

I mean stalking his Instagram is a totally normal thing to do, right? He's actually really hot. Shit.

And to make everything worse, he's coming here, in 15 minutes to collect me so we can go to this fancy restaurant with everyone. I already have my makeup and hair done so all I needed to do was put my dress and heels on and shablamo, I'm all dressed.

It was originally supposed to be a cast only dinner, but they all decided to ask me to come because I'm so close with everyone. I was actually so fucking excited.

I decided to stop stalking my best friend, and go get dressed, because Kj's always early. I pulled on my white dress, definitely a big mistake since we're going out to dinner and I'm a clutz but we'll just roll with it I guess. I put on my heels and grabbed my clutch, and left my room, putting my clutch on the island and quickly heading to the bathroom to pee.

I waited for another good 5 minutes before there was a short knock on my door. I quickly gathered myself and my clutch and phone, and walked towards the door, opening it for Kj.

The minute I swung open then door, his jaw went slack and his cool demeanour went completely out the window.

"Y-you look amazing." He said to me, walking into my apartment.

"Alright, don't jizz your pants mister, but you do too if I must say so myself." I chuckled, crossing my legs, and trying not to lick my red lips. He was wearing a navy blue tux that hugged his body perfectly. He had a Rolex watch on, as well as a shiny pair of black dress shoes, and his usually messy hair was up in his fancy quiff thing.

"Do you need a jacket or anything, before we go?" He asked me, his tanned face red from my previous statement.

"Is it cold out?"

"Not really, but you can have mine on the way home." He winked at me, causing me to blush.

"Alrighty then." I said, trying to find a comfortable way to hold my clutch without making myself look stupid.

"Should we go?" He asked me.

"Uh, Yeah. Well I mean unless you're planning on standing here awkwardly for the next few hours..." I said, laughing slightly.

He chuckled along with me, as he watched me walk out the door, trying not to stumble in these heels. The minute we left my apartment building, he guided me to a gorgeous black Range Rover.

He opened the door for me, and let me in, running around to his side afterwards. He climbed in beside me, and turned the key in the ignition, then looking at me.

"Madi, you really do look stunning." He mumbled, looking at me with twinkling eyes.

"Thanks, Kj..." I whispered, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

His face turned bright red, but I could tell he was trying to play it off by looking out of the window, pulling out of his parking space and driving off.

I chuckled, looking down at my hands in my lap, realising the slit my dress had ridden up while climbing into the car. I tried to discreetly pull it down, but Kj caught me.

"Hey leave it, it's sexy like that." He mumbled, turning a corner and then stopping at a red light.

I shook my head. "But what if my dress isn't supposed to be sexy?" I asked him, scrunching my eyebrows together.

"It is in my eyes, now leave it." He demanded, making me pull a sort of 'okay then' face. I looked out the window as we passed through Hollywood boulevard.

I wondered what would happen if I didn't leave it the way it was, which led me to wonder what he would do to me if we were alone. Holy fuck.

Kj eventually pulled into a parking lot, which was full with cars.

"This must be a very popular place..." I mumbled. Even though I've lived in LA for the past two years I've never seen or heard of this particular restaurant.

"Yeah, the rich people love this place." Kj chuckled, climbing out of the car and running around to open the door for me.

"So, how come you decided to ask me to dinner?" I asked him, as he took my hand to help me out of the car.

"You're like family to us." He said, shutting the car door, and following me towards the restaurant.

When we got inside, I could immediately see the long table half of the cast were sitting at. Charles was already waving like a crazy person, grinning like an absolute child.

I giggled and waved back, wondering who some of the other people were. Suddenly, I felt Kj's warm hand on my lower back, guiding me towards the long table and greeting his cast mates with a warm smile.

"So, this is the new girlfriend?" A familiar voice called. I recognised it as Skeet Ulrich himself, so I smiled and shook my head.

"No, no, we're just friends." Kj replied, laughing slightly, before pulling out a chair for me. I thanked him and sat down, immediately starting a conversation with Charles.

"Dude, who are all these people?" I asked him. "Like I can literally only recognise Madelaine, Cole, Cami and Lili."

"Ohh, well, across from us is Hart and his girlfriend Sunny. Then there's Casey, then Luke, Skeet, Mädchen, and Mark is yet to come." He told me, pointing to each individual person.

I nodded, grinning.

"You look like a snack, by the way." Charles said, making me burst into a fit of laughter.

"You don't look so bad yourself Melton." I told him, looking him up and down. He was wearing black dress pants with a white dress shirt, and he looked really good.

He winked at me, and then called Kj to join our conversation.

—

It was now the end of the night, and Kj was dropping Charles and I home. Charles' apartment was only a few minutes away from mine, so Keneti offered him a ride.

I was sitting in the front, ensconced in Kj's massive jacket. I was really warm and comfortable and I didn't wanna take it off.

We stopped in front of a large apartment building, letting Charles out.

"Hey, use protection kids! I'll see you both later." He warned, climbing out of the car. He was very drunk, another reason why Kj gave him a lift.

"Fuck you, Melton!" I yelled, giving him the finger out the window. I was a little bit tipsy myself, even though I wasn't of the legal drinking age yet. Cole and Charles had ordered me a few glasses of champagne, none of us knowing that I was such a lightweight when it came to drinking that shit.

Then, Kj found another parking space, and pulled into it, helping me into my building. We got to my front door, and he unlocked it, pushing the thick plank of wood forward and guiding me inside.

He shut the door behind him and then turned to look at me.

"Hey you!" I called, his jacket falling off one of my shoulders. "What are you doing in my house?!"

He chuckled at me, and fixed his jacket. "I just brought you home, Madi." He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead.

"Kj..." I mumbled, stumbling into him, and letting him catch me.

"Yeah, Love." He replied, resting his hands on my waist.

"Stay the night."

"Alright."

—
Hmmmm.
Do I like this? Not really.
Do I care? Fuck no!
Cya, fuckers!
~Charlotteee