TRAPPED | Trent Alexander Arnold

Chapter 12 - beauty with brains

Kylie

Ahhhhhh.

Home!

Where you trust the toilet seat. Where you practice your twerking skills in front of the mirror. where you walk around in your underwear at 3am while licking Nutella off your index finger, everyone does that right? or am I just abnormal????

Anyways, it's been 14 days since I've been away and I can't tell you how excited I am to be back.  I can't believe I just said I'm excited to be back in Liverpool but i actually am. Feels good to be honest. I had been on several business trips sequentially. Contract signing in Dublin, Ireland, business meetings in Kyoto, Japan, photo shoot in Abu Dhabi, Dubai and brand promotion in New York City. Then I had to be in Manchester for a couple of interviews, 5 interviews in one day. I can't even begin explaining how much of a success scentsational is right now. The sales volume are so fucking high and the brand is getting introduced to more and more countries with each passing day. My dad is so proud of me and what I had turned his little baby into, it's so satisfying seeing that beautiful smile on his lips, especially when the smile never fades away.

"Is Andrew seriously coming here?" Ruby Asked for the millionth time, trying so hard to hide her excitement.

"That's what he told me" I replied.

She jumped up and down and clapped her hands out of happiness like a little girl.

"Why are you so excited?" I chuckled.

I'm not even as excited as she is.

"Because I can't wait to see him. I've missed that cute face" she gushed.

"Ruby"

"Hmm?"

"As a friend, I have to tell you, that coffee table would treat you better than my brother would" I Said, pointing towards my coffee table.

"I'm willing to take the risk"

Ugh!

"You and Andrew cannot date each other!" I stated.

"Why not?"

"Because my assistant and friend can't date my brother!" I Said "Why do you even like him so much?"

"I don't know, he's just....he's so dreamy. His blue eyes, his pink lips, his hot structure, and....and he's skinny" She blabbered.

"You like him because he's skinny?"

"Yeah. Skinny guys are cool"

"Sure, until you lay on their chest and their ribs draw adidas lines on your face" I Said and chuckled.

"You-" she started but was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

"I'll get it" she sighed and left the room. Few minutes later, she came back with a massive grin on her face. One that usually tells me when she's up to something.

"Who was at the door? And why are you smiling like that?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Because your Prince Charming is here"