Lola

-9

NO ONES POV

Lola walked out of her work building and spotted Kamila approaching the building. Kamila smile was subtle but Lola continued walking past her giving her the cold shoulder as she walked to the staff car park.

She dropped her bag in her seat and sighed.

She had gone to see Sebastian before leaving but he wasn't there as well as his assistant Anna. The cleaner that was in there said he had gone to attend a meeting with a potential investor or something smart like that. But she didn't believe her. The cleaner barely spoke two words to Lola before, mostly because she was African and had only recently been hired so her accent was thick. So Lola has reasons to believe that even the cleaner didn't know what she was telling Lola which made her question.

Why didn't he call me?

Why didn't he message me?

Why did Anna go too?

Why did they get the cleaner of all people to tell me?

She started the ignition and immediately got a call from Michael, his face filled up her screen making her grin a little, unintentionally.

"Hey, what's up?" She answered letting the call go on speaker through the phone.

"Everything okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"You sound funny" he answered.

WITH MICHAEL

"I'm okay, I just finished work"

"Cool, cool" Michael said walking out of the studio nodding to a few of his colleagues.

"You doing anything right now?" He asked pacing the corridor outside of the studio they were working in.

"No" she answered, she seemed to be turning her car engine.

"Come down to my studio then" he suggested calmly.

"What?" She said with a hint of laughter in her voice.

"Come through, you always told me you wanted to role through"

"Can you pick me up from mine then please?" Michael bumped into a lady walking past him accidentally. He mouthed sorry and went back to the conversation.

"I'm already here, bring yo lazy ass here by yourself"

"I need to get changed"

"Lola, you can drive I don't see the issue" he chuckled.

"Fine, whateva" she said.

"Aight see you later-" I said pulling the phone away from my ear.

"Wait!" She shouted.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"I don't know where I'm going" she said.

"To my studio stupid, you don't know where I-"

"Yo stupid ass neva told me where you work" she interrupted him. "Talking 'bout I would stalk you or something so I could see famous people"

Michael smirked a little, her attitude had changed since they dated but it amused him. It was kinda cute.

"I'll text it you. Check it when you get home, I don't wanna hear that your ass is in hospital because you were driving and looking down at ya phone"

"Aww, Michael cares for my safety. How cute" she giggled.

"Mannn" he blushed a little. "Just roll through aight"

"I'll see you later" she said before ending the call.