What the heck is his problem? Why Troy is weirdly looking at me? It didn't alarm me so I shrugged it off and let him go inside. I guide him into my living room we sit across from each other.
"How's your work?" Troy asked me.
"I am currently the prologue, and I will write it later since I am really tired now," I answered with a bored tone
"Oh, really?" He said, and I am not really comfortable with how he looks at me.
"By the way, what are you doing here?" I asked him because was all too sudden.
"I came here because I just want to see you" he stated.
After he said that, we become so quiet. Troy is really weird today, what's with
I want to thank Oliver for the other day, but I can't just bother him to just say thank you. I want to make something to thank him. So I decided so bake a cake for him. I know that I cannot make one but maybe I can it now. "Okay! I'll go to the store now!" I went to the bakery store and buy the ingredients I need. Of course same as before everyone is mistaken me as a kid. What kind of life is this! Anyways I went back to my apartment and I head straight to my kitchen to bake. I watched a procedure how to bake a cake earlier and I do remember how to do it. . I prepare the ingredients in the kitchen "Sugar, Chocolate powder, Flour and Egg! Alright! All prepared!" I mutter to myself.
I woke up 11 in the morning. It was still early so to kill time I think I can make the plot on my next book now. I don't have any Idea what to write but I want to have a different genre. Maybe I can write Boys love story, but I don't know what kind of love story is happening between two male. I go to my living room and grab my pen and paper. Wait! What the heck is happening in my head? Why do I want to write a Boys love story? Could it be that I am --- again? "Shit no way!" I yelled while pulling my hair until I felt pain. Shit. I can't have those feelings right now. Now that— RIIIIIING— "Hello?" I answered the call. It was un
Baking a cake is harder than I thought. We keep on repeating the process because I always messing up in mixing the ingredients. The other staff and the chef are already tired teaching me. Gosh I feel so embarrassed. We finished baking exactly 6 o'clock in the evening. We spent 5 hours in baking? But the cake turns out to be delicious. I can tell it because it smells so good. I pay them a thousand and at first they are rejecting the cash because the original bill is 400 but I insist because I cause them a lot of troubles. In the end they accept my money. I walk home happily, carrying the cake I made inside the box. It was already 6:30 when I got home. I need to hurry. I place the
We finish eating in the restaurant and we only have to do is to pay the bill for our meal. "Here's my money" I am giving my money but he only looked at me. "No, it's on me" he said and smile at me. What the heck and he treat me to a meal. I should be the one treating him because he saved me before. Anyways I just nodded and let him do what he wants to do. He paid our meal and then we went out of the restaurant "What are we going to do next? Do you have any idea?" he asked me. "Uh? Sorry but I don't know" I answered him. He is being weird right now because I don't know what the real reason is. Seem like we are on a date.
I am currently walking in the hallway of the entertainment building. I feel sorry for Jesse because I can't be with him always and I can't protect him like I used to do. Not in the elementary days but in high school days.Luckily Oliver made it just in time to save Jesse to that pervert. If something happens to Jesse I know I will be the one to blame or atleast I think. Jeez, Jesse should learn how to protect himself from now on.I enter the elevator and a girl enters too. I press the 4rt floor because it is my destination of course"G-good Morning Mr. Styles" she greeted me."Good Morning" I smiled to her and before she goes behind me I saw a blush in her face.It always happening e
I saw how Matthew's eyes turn darker when he heard what Rick's called me. I don't know what to do now, he already know my real name. I thought I can hide it forever to him because I know... I know he will never spoke to me ever and that makes me more scared than losing my career. Because I like him since the day I talk to him. I like him since the day we started working together. I really like him I want to explain to him so I walk towards him but he avoided my gaze and walk pass at me straight to the exit. I face Rick with tearing and angry eyes. "You! I already told you that don't call at my real name?" I yelled at Rick and I approach
I woke up with a beautiful sight first thing in the morning. Zeus- no- Chryss is sleeping soundly beside me. I sit and my back is resting in the headboard. We decided to sleep together since I know Chryss will not refuse it, but I didn't know that after we showered he will gets himself in the bed too soon. I sigh heavily. I secretly dreaming about it since I met him as Zeus but now I am already here in this situation. I can't help but to stare on his cute face and suddenly he shift his position and he hug my lower body but not near in my sensitive area. I smiled thinking about last night when Chryss admitted everything to me but I was more glad when he confessed his feelings for me that last night. About his reasons why he bullied me before is kinda funny and cute because I never really thought that he is only jealous of Jesse and that is making me feel more proud of myself despite knowing that he is still that kid who ruin I a mean who make me feel sick. I caress his hair gently
“Hey miss, what’s your order?” I asked the lady in the opposite side of the counter of course with flirty tone.“Uh-hh one Vodka please” she stuttered.I winked at her and she died. Just kiddingI went to the shelf where search for the bottle of Vodka, when I saw it I grab the bottle and pour a glass for her then I give it to her with flirty smile.Girls are so easy. One smile from a handsome man, they are always getting flustered, so what if I hit on them really? They probably die from heart attack.By the way.My name’s Rick Fox. I am an actor that’s why I am popular and I am also the owner of this bar. Sorry for being flirty but I was born this way (by: lady gaga). Wondering why I am the one in the counter and not my staff? Simply because it’s Sunday and I dislike working in this day except from attending my bar.My bar does have too many customers and 70 p