The Red Carpet // MODEL AU

『 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑: 𝟗𝟗𝟗𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐭 』

And now, he's left facing one of the most difficult decisions of his life; A decision that would change his fate entirely.

Either he can fulfil his dream — An actual chance of finally becoming a supermodel, and walk down Hollywood's red carpet with none other than Ash Charles himself. Or, he quits his career as a model completely, throwing away 15 years worth of everything he's ever lived for.

It's a gamble of life or death. A risk of double or nothing. Win everything he could ever want, or lose everything he ever had.

Becoming a supermodel in less than 3 months is impossible; God, he's worked for 15 years and still hasn't gotten anywhere.

But if he somehow manages to pull it off with the help of Ash Charles, then he'll live the life he's only ever dreamt of living in his fantasies.

When has he ever been so close to achieving a dream like this? His dream— It's finally in his reach, practically begging for him to grasp it.

When will he ever get the opportunity of a lifetime again?

The answer was simple: Never. And he knows that if he doesn't take this chance while he can, he'll live regretting that decision, being haunted by his own cowardliness for the rest of his life.

He breathes out, as he sets on his final choice. He grins at him, holding out his hand as he speaks.

"I accept the deal."

Ash shakes his hand, beaming at the response. "Perfect! It's settled then. Your time starts tomorrow."

Releasing from his grip, he pulls something out of his pocket. He smile as he hands him $7 in the form of a note and a few dollar coins.

"Here, keep the money. Finally having a real competition is more than enough to repay me."

And Ash walks out the cafe. The brown haired model clutches onto the money.

Hold on...

"Wait, that's it?" He calls back, but then he feels something else in his hand. Quickly laying the money out on the table, he picks up the $5 note.

Behind it, has a small card taped to the back of the cash.

𝟎𝟔𝟗 - 𝟒𝟐𝟎 - 𝟔𝟔𝟔 𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 
 𝟗𝟗𝟗𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐎 𝐒𝐓, 𝐌𝐑.𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 
 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄.
— 𝒜𝓈𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑒𝓈

"999th Avocado St?" He muses, reading the small letter, "Isn't that... the place they shoot photos at Weddings?"

He shakes the thought out of his head. This was Ash Charles he's talking about — The most famous supermodel in the entire world. He has no other option but to take his word, and to trust that he knows what he's doing.

He holds the card tightly in his hand, and puts it in his pocket along with the extra money from Ash. He checks his watch.

5:30PM.

"Oh well," He mumbles to nobody in particular, running his hand through his brown hair as he carefully kicks back his seat, "Guess I'll go to wherever this place is tomorrow morning."

He walks out the cafe with his hands in his pockets, ignoring the people walking by as they ponder out-loud if that was the 'Real Ivan Policier?'

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