The Chosen One// Adam Driver, Robert Pattinson Fanfic (SMUT)

Once Upon a Time...

My life was simple before we crossed paths. We should have never met that day, but we did. I can't help but think I was meant to see him, and he was meant to see me. In some twisted, dark, and dangerous way, we were meant to see each other...

"Penelope what color dress should I wear to my audition tonight?"

I rummaged through my closet, unable to decide which dress was most appropriate. I huffed and collapsed on the ground, grabbing my hair hoping it would help me decide... it didn't. Penelope walked into my room wearing a tight little dress with silver sequins coating the fabric. She looked amazing. In my head, I looked like her, but my wide hips and curvaceous figure could never pull off a tight body con dress.

"I have no clue what colors are appropriate for an audition."

"Normally they like neutrals, and something tighter fitting, so they can see my figure. I was deciding between black, white, and beige." I held the measly pieces of fabric up for her. The black dress hugged my thighs just above my knees, but had a huge v-neck that showcased my breasts. The white dress was goddess like, and flowed like bedroom curtains in the wind. I was worried a draft on stage might lead to a Marilyn Monroe moment. The beige dress was-

"Anything, but the beige dress. It makes you look white and sickly." She was right. My medium complexion never looked good in pale browns, but I didn't have enough money this month to buy a new brown dress. "The white is cute. I'd go with the white. The black is more risqué. Plus, if your audition ends early you can wear the black number out with me and the girls."

Penelope wasn't an alcoholic by definition, but she routinely got wasted every Saturday night. I never had an issue with drinking, or bars, but we went to the same bar every weekend. The bartenders stopped carding us because they knew us by name.

Poppy was the owner of the bar, and Penelope had been trying to win her over since she first laid eyes on her. Penelope could have won her over if she would have just asked her out already. Penelope was one of those girls that should be on the cover of vogue. She was tall and rail thin with good proportions. Her hips were narrow and her boobs were the perfect size. She was white, but not pale. She had this golden undertone that made her look warm all year round despite the New York City winters. Her hair was blonde and down to her ass. I wished my hair would grow like hers, but it was damaged from years of my mom forcing me to get relaxers because 'A successful actress never has curly hair'.

Poppy and I became good friends since Penelope and I started going out. While she and the other girls from our apartment sang at the Karaoke mic, Poppy and I discussed hopes and dreams like my never ending search to be an actress, and her desire to make "Sloppy Shots" a chain bar across America. I really hoped someday Penelope would take my advice and ask Poppy out. Poppy never stopped asking about Penelope, and even after I let Penelope in on the secret, she STILL was insecure about the prospect of asking her out.

"I don't know if I'll be making it out tonight." I said scratching my head. "This audition is all the way in Manhattan, and I feel like I won't have the stamina to go Brooklyn, Manhattan, Audition, Brooklyn, and then to Poppy's."

"Scarlett Maddox are you kidding me? It's fashion week."

Her big green eyes were wide with disappointment.

"And? So?"

"And so every big name in the continental United States will be in New York to celebrate after the big shows."

I started stripping and trying on the white dress. Penelope was the type of girl who believed everyone's life had the possibility of being like a movie. She went out of the house with a full face of makeup and a fashionable outfit everyday. She was an opportunist and believed at any moment, the big break she had been waiting for would finally show up and smack her into stardom. She also believed this big break would have six pack abs and the biggest dick in the world, but it was her dream after all.