Chapter 6: Hello LA

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I look down and smile at the y/h/c haired girl, she had her head on my shoulder sleeping peacefully as we almost arrived in L.A. We both fell asleep after the first hour of the flight, we woke up way too early so it wasn't surprise.

She slightly shifts and I hold my breath scared to wake her, but after a few seconds she snuggles against me causing a smile to pull at my lips. Even though I only met her a 3 days ago there was something about her that drew me in. I'm not sure if it's because of how passionate she is or her personality or just because she is so damn gorgeous but I knew what I was getting myself into.

Nobody else knows about my secret except my family. It wasn't that I was scared to come out or that I was scared about what my fans would say, because if they really did love me, they'd support my decisions and who I really am. It was more like I never mentioned it so people always just assumed I was straight.

Y/n starts shifting again and this time she does wake up, her eyes widen when she realises that she had her head on my shoulder and she quickly pulls away. "Sorry" she apologises as a small blush colours her cheeks, gosh she's adorable. I smile and shake my head taking her hand in mine, "It's okay" I chuckle.

"We're almost there" I add seeing her slightly nod before she pulls out her phone to check the time. "Girls" Jeffrey calls walking towards our seats, we both turn to face him and he starts talking, "Both of you should get some rest today because tomorrow Sabrina will have a photo shoot early in the morning as she'll be modelling for the brand Converse" he explains as Y/n nods in understanding.

"We'll pick the both of you up around 6 so be ready and Y/n all the equipment you'll be needing is going to be provided to you there" he adds as I look at Y/n, she asks a question but I'm too concentrated in how beautiful she looks to actually be paying attention. It should be a crime to look this good.

Jeffrey leaves and I'm brought back to reality when my mom starts talking. "Y/n I hope you don't mind staying with us, we have an extra room in our house and I'd be more than happy to have you" Y/n smiles and shakes her head "Not at all, thank you for your hospitality I'm really thankful" This time my mom's the one who smiles and waves her off. "You are absolutely wonderful" she admits with a soft laugh. I can definitely agree to that statement.

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We arrive back at my house around 11 am which is nice because we have a whole day to just relax. I show Y/n around, giving her a small tour before leaving her to unpack in her new room whilst I go take a shower. Once I'm done I slip into some comfortable clothing which consist of sweatpants and a crop top since its quite warm here in LA.

I'm in the middle of brushing my hair when I heat my mom's voice, "Lunch" she yells. I put my brush down and find Y/n already going down the stairs and towards the kitchen. My breath hitches in my throat when I find her wearing booty shorts and and small tank top showcasing her perfect body. I keep my eyes on her loving how her y/h/c wavy hair bounces with every steps she takes. Once she's out of sight I snap back into reality and shake my head before skipping down the stairs. "There you are sweetheart" my mom smiles placing a bowl of pesto pasta in front of me as I take a seat beside Y/n.

I watch as she takes a bite of her food and her eyes widen before she let's out a soft moan "This is delicious" she compliments as I bite my lip. She takes another bite making another moan tumble from her lips and at this point I don't know what wrong with me. "You are an amazing cook Mrs. Carpenter".

I take a sip of my water and attempt to focus on my food and not on the fact that I enjoyed her moans. She's my photographer it would be wrong to like her, and I'm sure she won't like me in that way.

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I'm almost done packing when the soft sound of a piano being beautifully played catches my attention. I sit on the edge of my bed for a while with my eyes closed enjoying how beautiful the melody is. After a few minutes I decide to go see Sabrina play, I get up from my bed and put down the piece of clothing I was holding before walking out of my bedroom, following the beautiful music.

I find the door to the 'music room' like Sabrina likes to call it when in reality it's a storage room, ajar. I peek my head through and find the blonde humming along as her fingers gracefully play each key. I lean against the door admire her getting lost in the melody, as her humming slowly turns into words. She abruptly stops taking me aback but I instantly realise what she's doing, she quickly write something in her note book making sure she won't forget whatever she came up with before she carries on.

"That was beautiful" I compliment once she's done causing her to jump in surprise as she turns to look at me. "You're really good" I smile walking further into the room. "Thanks" she says shooting me a soft smile, "I'm just messing around with different sounds trying to get a new melody" she explains as I nod. "I find it amazing how artists get lost in different sounds and create such a soul touching piece with their stories, making tons of thousands of people relate and forget about the world for 3 minutes" I say as Sabrina stares at me in awe.

"Are you always this wise?" She asks making me giggle and shake my head, "No, I just get inspired seeing people being passionate about what they love" I reply "You have quite a different way of seeing the world" she notices making me laugh.

"People used to call me weird because of that" I admit with a small frown. "I like it" Sabrina says making me smile again "It makes you who you are, and I'm sure if you didn't see the world as you do, you wouldn't be a photographer" she admits before reaching for my hand "Don't change who you are" she adds giving my hand a tight squeeze.

"You're a really amazing person Sabrina" I admit seeing her smile widen before she pulls me down for a tight hug. "I'm glad you're my photographer" she whispers making my heart skip a beat. Me too Sbarina, me too.

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