Alex's POV
"Night" she smiled as she leaned on her door frame. Her amazing browns eyes flitting around the corridor.
"Night love, tomorrow at one?"
"Tomorrow at one" she confirmed with her brilliant smile. I winked before walking down the deserted corridor, paint peeling off the walls. I hummed to myself as I wandered out of the block of flats.
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I peered at my phone, two minutes past one. I tapped my foot nervously on the floor as I waited at a table. She isn't coming is she? Probably not. I awkwardly looked around the cafe, I looked like a right plonker.
"How long have you been here?" I heard a voice in my ear. Dion. Her breath tickled my neck.
"Hello, 'bout five minutes!" I laughed.
"I didn't see you, I was looking at that wall for the last half an hour!" She laughed sitting down opposite me.
"Half an hour?" I asked confused. "Did I get the time wrong?"
"I didn't want to be late!" She smiled. She was committed. And I go on tour in ten days. What was I doing?
"You really inspire me" I blurted out.
"So have you, have you heard yourself?" Dion laughed, parting her perfect lips.
"I 'ave, but you're so different from everyone else. It's incredible, you're my own Arabella" I smile.
"Aw" she blushed. She looked around before flicking her eyes back to me.
"I can really trust you, you're not like any other fan. You've got this inspirational talent, which I can't describe" I said.
"Are you talking your new song to me?" She smirked
"I'm speaking the truth, I ain't known you long but I know you're one of the most amazing people I've ever met. I can't describe you, it's weird" I smiled.
"Aw" she blushed again. "I'm sure you don't mean that, what have you drunk?" She asked, her eyes slightly serious.
"Your potion!" I smiled.
"You're crazy!" She laughed.
"Let's get out of here!" I smirked grabbing her hand.
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She perched awkwardly on my sofa, her hands clutched her brew. Her brown hair elegantly hung, she was looking at my coffee table weirdly.
"Hey, you've got a chip on your glass" she said in her innocent voice. I laughed.
"What?"
"I noticed you have a chip on your table!" She laughed. "I feel really odd, all crazy. What have you given me?"
"A brew" I smirked.
"What's in it?" She asked weirdly.
"Tea?"
"Nice one" she smiled sarcastically.
"Seriously Hun, I ain't put nothin' in it" I said calmly.
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"Alex I've lost my bra" she said walking out of my bedroom wearing the tshirt I give her. I looked at her hair it was a bit messy, she looked so innocent. Matt shifted on my sofa. Her eyes widened when she saw Matt grinning on my sofa.
"Uh-" she stuttered.
"Baby I can't reach it" I laughed wrapping my hands around her waist.
"Where did it go?" She smiled looking into my eyes.
"The curtain pole" I laughed.
"No way!" She giggled.
"Guys, I'm right here!" Matt said.
"Shit yeah, love this is Matt, Matt, Dion" I introduced.
"I already know 'er!" Matt laughed.
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Teen FictionBasically, Dion Ricardo is an English newly graduated interior designer with two other designing degrees! She's stunningly beautiful because of her foreign parents, Greek and Portuguese. Di moves miles away from her family and home in the South East...