The Escort (Part I)

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In this imagine, the reader's name is Hazel

It was 9:30 at night and you were laying on Erik's couch in his lavish apartment watching re-runs of American Horror Story. It's been awhile since you've spent time with Erik considering his busy schedule with work; his inconsistent hours keep your relationship with him at bay. You and Erik have grown closer over the years, but you refrain from asking about his personal life. Anything that concerns love interests and career paths, it's off limits with you and Erik. Erik's apartment door opened, and in walked a tired Erik with food in hand.

"Honey I'm home!" He called out in a sarcastic tone. You got up from the couch and paused the tv. "Why must you say that?" you asked walking into the kitchen. Erik began turning on the lights in the living room. "Because I'm home, honey" He joked. "Why you got it so damn dark in here?" He questioned.  "I was watching American Horror Story" you said taking a look in the bag.

"I got your favorite, Lo Mein" Erik said grabbing some water bottles from the fridge. "Thanks Stevens!" you joked taking a seat eyeing him. "Very funny. I'm tired as hell" he exclaimed. Erik washed his hands and took the food out of the bag. You sighed, "Why do you always go to the gym so late?" You questioned getting up to wash your hands. Erik grabbed his food and sat on the couch. "You know I gotta stay in shape at all times" Erik replied. You grabbed your food and water and followed behind Erik. "You shouldn't be out so late E, that's all I'm saying" you said concerned.

"I can take care of myself Hazel, I mean, I'm already out much later than this on the regular anyway" He said eating his Sesame Chicken. Hazel knows that she doesn't get into Erik's personal affairs, but it's been a few weeks since they've spent quality time together. She decided to push his buttons. "Doing what? You a bouncer at the club or something?" Hazel asks slurping her noodles. Erik shoots her a dumb look. "You know me better than that girl" he says taking off his thin Nike dri-fit running jacket, exposing his black wife beater flashing his dimples.

Hazel and Erik are just platonic friends, he always flirts with her from time to time but she knows Mr. Stevens is bad news. Erik has been through quite a few of Hazel's friends and because of his sexual involvement with her friends, it's lead to a strain on her friendships. Erik is easy on the eyes, Hazel is quite aware; but she's always been stiff when it comes to Erik's advances, being cautious of his charm. Hazel rolls her eyes, "I don't think I do, what's been keeping us from having nights like this? I miss seeing you E." Hazel admitted, putting her food on the glass table. "I work Haze, business has picked up and I can't be out parlaying with you every night. I gotta have my energy for the next day. Some of us aren't interested in a 9-5" Erik spat. Hazel grabbed the soft cashmere blanket and placed it over her body. "And you work in the wee hours of the night up until..... when?" she pressed him.

"Until I get off, why you riding me so hard about work? You know we don't talk about that" Erik snapped at her. "Whatever Erik, forget I even asked" Hazel said irritated, she grabbed the remote from the table and pressed play on the tv. "Fuck is this weird shit?" Erik asked taking both plates of food and putting them in the kitchen. "American Horror Story" Hazel replied. "With Lady Gaga on some vampire shit?" Erik asked walking back into the living room taking a seat next to Hazel. He grabs some of the blanket to get comfortable next to her.

Hazel let out a deep sigh and finally relaxed. She hasn't seen Erik in weeks and now was not the time to argue. All she wanted was to spend time with her friend and share a laugh or two. As the episode continued, Hazel laid her head on Erik's shoulder. She looked up at him and admired his warm complexion, his long eye lashes and defined cheek bones. "What you looking at girl?" Erik spoke in a deep raspy tone. Hazel chuckled and smiled. Quickly, Erik leaned into Hazel, causing her to lay back on the couch as he was on top of her. "What you doing E?" she questioned sweetly.

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