"This should help with your chances. Interacting and getting your name out there," Carter mumbles under his breath while signing Henrik up for something.
"What am I exactly doing, Carter?" Henrik asks, glancing over at Carter's laptop.
"Signing you up for a model runway. You'll do about 5 outfit changes. People watch this. People from here and different countries. Your name needs to be big. Bigger than your uncle's."
"Alright. I wish you'd let me choose," he mutters under his breath.
~Timeskip~
"Carter? Has anyone seen Carter?" A model starts to run around looking for him. Henrik steps up and shows her where he is.
"There you are! You need to get ready! Here's your clothes! I can't believe I'm being a messenger-girl," she mutters out the last sentence and shakes her head.
"I believe you mean Henrik. I am not the model," he tries to give Henrik the clothes but she stops him.
"Nuh-uh. You're what the paper, and online submission, says. So get ready. I have to get ready too. So... Go," she rolls her eyes and walks off to what is presumably her room. She turns back to see if Carter left and lo-and behold. He's still there.
"Here! This is the submission! Carter Harris," she pulls out her phone and shows it to him.
"What! But... I couldn't... Henrik will have to fill my place then." Carter tells her.
"Absolutely not! The agency said if I have another slip up while performing this month, I am DONE! That includes if someone else fills in."
"Maybe I could-" Henrik tries to budge in but she cuts him off.
"If your name is not Carter Harris we cannot have you," she claps between each syllable of the sentence. "Carter, you are gonna just have to grin and bear it. Got it? Good!" She walks off.
"Who is that?" Carter mutters as she goes into her room.
Everything runs quite smoothly. The cameras love the two posing together. Carter smirking while (Y/n) squats down a bit and gives a peace sign. They meet with the fans a bit after the show.
"What about the rumor that Prince Henrik was going to model?" Some of the paparazzi asks.
"Like you said, it was a rumor. Rumors aren't always true." (Y/N) flips her hair with a smile.
"Can we get one last shot of you two," they get their cameras ready as (Y/N) nods, much to Carter's confusion.
"On three," a cameraman mutters.
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(Y/N) grabs Carter and kisses his cheek as his eyes widen. The cameras flash and Carter remains motionless.
"Call me," she whispers to him, handing him a slip of paper with her number on it and walks off.
(Bonus Scene)
"Carter's gettin' some!" Joy exclaims as she picks up a magazine.
"What do you mean," Carter glances over at the magazine and drops his mouth open. The front cover is him getting kissed by (Y/N).
"Which reminds me. (Y/N) and I were talking last night and she said that she's expecting a call from you soon. So?" Joy teases him.
"How do you know-" Carter starts but she cuts him off.
"Now go! Call her!"
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Love Tangle One Shots
FanfictionThis was originally a BF scenarios but now one shots. I only own the plot line of these scenarios. If you see somebody copying my work, please alert me. That being said, I do not claim these characters or the scenarios them self. All characters go t...
