Mon Chérie

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"And then I met François."

Jack could feel his heart slowly sinking down.

"Who's François?"

"He was actually really nice and helped me up...twice. He even offered to help me into my room but I said no, he's not really my type."

It was like Jack could properly breathe again.

"What's your type?"

Zach smiles softly.

"Guys that are funny, that tell me fun stories of their childhood, that spoon me and that kiss me while we were eating ice cream." They chuckle.

"I couldn't help it, you looked just too adorable and kissable." Zach smiles and lays on the bed.

"Is the bed comfortable?"

"Not as much as yours, that takes the first prize." He yawns.

"You need to sleep silly."

"I know, but I don't know if I'm gonna be able to talk to you tomorrow." He pouts adorably.

"Don't worry beautiful, I'll dm you a good luck message."

"Really?"

Jack nods.

"You're the best Jacky."He smiles widely, until he remembered.

"Oh I almost forgot! My mom is going on a trip to...Florida? I think after we get back do you wanna...maybe sleep at my place?"

"The whole day?"

"I wish..." He sighs. "I have a shit load of shows in the next few weeks."

"Do you want me to drive you there?"

"I can take an Uber, I don't-"

"Sorry, I formulated my sentence in a wrong way. I'm taking you to every show."

"Jack I have a show in...San Francisco and that's far away. You have a job."

An idea popped into his head.

"Gimme one minute, I need to write a thing down or I'll forget!"  He quickly writes down his idea and lays back on the bed.

"There. Tell me a story?" He puts his phone charging, and face it.

"Before that...I was reading on the art of tucking and I read it's not common for ballet dancers-"

Zach sighs.

"It's my mom. She doesn't want anyone to know what I have packing...and because...and don't tell this to anyone...one time when I was fourteen I saw a cute guy and went with an awkward boner to the stage."

Jack laughs.

"Don't laugh! It's so embarrassing." He hides his face on his pillow.

"It's relatable. One time I went to a class presentation and I was so nervous I had a boner, but the thing is  I was wearing skinny jeans."

"That is so bad." Zach chuckles.

"And then, I, a gay of fifteen years was chased by the whores that only wanted sex and the other guys called me King for the rest of high-school."

"What's high-school like? Is it like the movies?"

"They got the building right...but the cheerleaders don't use their dresses all the time and not all the jocks are complete assholes."

Zach chuckles.

"So  you were a jock?"

"I played basketball...and they offered me a scholarship."

"And you did take it?"

"I did...but I dropped out when my mom died...I was just so heartbroken by it that I couldn't function which sucked I was really good at it."

"Will you teach me how to play when I get back?"

"Only if you teach me a cool ballet move."

"You have yourself a great deal mon chérie." They chuckle.

"I believe you were gonna tell me a story?"

"Right right...this is about the time I wanted to become a singer."

***

Zach was woken up with a loud knock on his door.

He groggily gets up and walks to it.

"We have an interview in twenty minutes on the lobby. Dress nice." Zach sighs and puts on his clothes.

He's on the lobby in seventeen minutes.

"Zach, right?"

The brunet turns around and sees François.

"Hey François... you're going to the interview too right?" The man nods.

"Zachary Herron!"

"That's my cue." He walks to the woman.

"You just need to go in that door okay sweetie?"

He nods and complies.
Zach sits down on a chair and a woman gives him a microphone.

His eyes were in a man that was retouching his makeup in his own seat.

He waits patiently for the man to be done.

"Hey I'm Gary Barney and today we're here with a professional ballet dancer Zachary Herron."

Zach greets him.

"So Zachary, when did you begin your career?"

"It started when I was four...I just was on my living room and some ballerinas showed up and I started copying them and now here I am."

"How was school? I'm assuming being such a good dancer at such a young age gave you quite the reputation at school."

"I was actually homeschooled...until I was in online school and then I went to college-"

"And you graduated with one of the best scores in the country...I'm sure your parents are very proud of you."

Zach nods, trying his best to keep a straight face.

"It's beyond me the fact that you're still single Zachary."

"I don't have much time for dating with all the shows and trips and classes...but if I think they're worth it I'll make time for them."

"You heard him ladies." The man chuckles.

"So Zachary, your momager told us you're catwalking on the Louis Vuitton runway tomorrow. Are you ready for it?"

Zach is in shock. He's modeling. For Louis Vuitton!?

"I don't know...I never modeled for such a big brand, just small photoshoots for magazines."

***

Zach checks his dm's.

good luck on ur
show beautiful ❤️
im praying for u

thank you
mon chérie

I'll text you when I
get to the hotel, I have
some big news!