I can't believe the past 24hours. I was so scared that she wouldn't wake up. Then the kiss and make up was more than I expected. Then for her to confess her love for me and want people to know we are together. I lay here waiting for her to get ready. The longer she took the more nervous I was. I don't even know why. The paparazzi thought we had been together anyway.
She comes out if the bathroom wearing a baggy Posty co t-shirt that's been ti dyed and she's knotted it to crop it. With Jean shorts and vans. Oh she's putting on a show.
"So we need to talk about something" she says as she walks out of the bathroom
"Oh shit, what?" I pout
"Nothing major, well I don't think. MTV. Ive signed for a second season. You will have to decide if you want to be a part of it. I'm guessing Dre will have to set up something whatever you decide" she wraps her arms around my neck
"If you don't want to I won't mind. Just pre warning you that it's going to be happening again"
"I'll think about it but it doesn't change anything. I'm not going anywhere. Especially when you get your ass back"
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I drive us to the most popular breakfast place for celebrity's, somewhere we know TMZ will definitely be hanging around. We walk hand in hand into the restaurant smiling for the cameras and don't mind when they sneak photos of us eating our food. It's a perfect morning , I never thought I would say that when it comes to paparazzi let alone go looking for them.
We do normal things that couples do like go to Target, Walmart and Tjmaxx. Buy things we don't need and go home with bags of things we didn't go in for.
The paparazzi had a field day
"What happens when you go on tour?" She asks as we go through all the stuff we have bought.
"With us?"
"Well yeah do I get to see you at all?" She pouts
"As much as you want. I'd love you to come with me but it's whether you could with the MTV crew or if your working" if I want this relationship to work I need to accept that MTV comes with the deal. I text Dre to let him know what's going on. She's obviously over thinking this whole thing. I can practically see the cogs turning in her head as she turns things over.
"If you want to come on tour with me I would happily be on the TV show. I want you and that means all of you. Camera crew and all"
"Really?"
"Really. If you want to come on tour with me that is?" I pout back at her
"What would I do? I don't want to get in the way" shes so cute
"I love that you would think you would get in the way. Just spend time with me and the crew. Get to know everyone. Drink a few drinks, watch movies and hopefully have alot of sex" I wrap my arms round her from behind
"Sex with who?" She smiles
"Well preferably me but I don't mind company every now and again" I chuckle into her neck.
"Okay"
"Are you saying you will come on tour with me?" I sound shocked. She nods, I pick her up and spin her round
"Let's celebrate"
"How"
"Olive garden!!" I grin
"Oh and here's me thinking you would take me on a proper date!" She scoffs
"Don't diss olive garden. We can eat in? It's my favourite" I pout
"Okay but only because you look so cute"
"Go get changed." I slap her ass as I nudge her towards her closet.
"Post, I see what your doing... Your trying to fatten me up!" She giggles as she walks away
"You caught me red handed. I'm having very naughty thoughts about your plump ass grinding into my lap. Best night of my life" I close my eyes and think of the night before the worst day of my life. The day we fell apart. I think of the green lingerie that suprisedly had stayed intact.
She walks back into the room in a green silk dress and matching heels. She's just let her hair fall naturally in her shoulders and back. She looks breathtaking. As usual.
"My favourite colour" I pull her close. She grins up at me.
"I'll rush into mine and I'll get changed quick"
After a quick change we get a perfect booth in the back with a bit of privacy.
We place our order and turn to look at eachother. I do the whole cheesy couple thing where you hold hands over the table. The food comes quickly and we eat in peace. The conversation flows about all the things we have done while we've not been talking. About the album I've wrote and what songs I've wrote about her.
"I hope none of them are like 'over now' I'd hate it if you wrote something like that about me" she cringes
"No, nothing that bad" I wince.
"Good. Can we have desert?" I chuckle at her
"Can we? Is that even a serious question. I'm trying to fatten you up so no-one else wants you and your forced to stay with me forever. So yes. Get 2" I grin
"I knew you where the jealous type. I want tiramisu. With cream" she nods, matter of factly
"You can have whatever you want princess" I wink
"I've missed that" she sighs.
After we ate her slab of tiramisu, because they gave us practically half the whole thing. We paid the bill and walked to the car. She stopped and lent on the car door.
"Can we go back to yours?" I lean in and kiss her lips lightly
"Of course we can, why?" She slides the straps of her dress down to reveal the green lingerie from my birthday.
"I thought you'd like the opportunity to open your birthday present in your own house this time"
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The Actress And The Beast (Post Malone story - completed)
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