《I wanna be yours... -ALEX TURNER-》19. Ex's and the oh's
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(Bella's pov)
Today was the day.
My first day as an editor at Vogue magazine!
I stood in front of my closet.
"Do you know what you are going to wear love?" Alex snuck behind me and hugged me from behind.
"It's too difficult! I want to make an good impression, but not seem to try hard." I frowned my brows.
"I am sure you'll look amazing, you always do." Alex started swinging me side to side as he was hugging from behind.
I giggled.
He started placing soft kisses to the side of my neck.
"Stop!! I've got to go get dressed Al." I laughed.
"Hmm alright I'll leave you two alone." He stepped away from the hug and pointed to me and my closet.
I grabbed a blouse and layered a knee length dress over it. I finished it of with some black fitting boots and called it a day.
I felt very fashionable :)
I grabbed my bag and walked towards the frontdoor.
"Where you going?" Alex looked up as he sat on the sofa writing some lyrics.
"Work? You already knew that?" I turn around facing him, and look confused.
"But, I want to drop you of!" Alex smiled.
"Oh lord, okay but we have to go, like, right now!" I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"I am ready to go!" Alex got up from the sofa and jogged towards the kitchen and grabbed his keys.
"Let's go my lady."
...
"Thank you for the ride Al." I smiled as we pulled up at the Vogue office. (I don't know if that exits in Sheffield, let's pretend it does.)
"It was my greatest pleasure." Alex smiled as I gave him a peck on his cheek and opened the door of his car.
"Text me when I can pick you up again." Alex looked out of the opened door.
I grab my bag from the passengers seat and roll my eyes again. "I will babe."
"Babe?" Omfg Bella what the hell.
"Babe?" Alex chuckled. "I could get used to that." He smirked.
"Stop it, I gotta go." My cheeks went red. "See ya." I closed the car door and walked to the entrance of the office.
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As I heard Alex drive off, I turned around once more and waved at his car.
"Okay Bella, you can do this." I mumble to myself as I turn back around facing the huge entrance.
I went in and my jaw dropped.
There were two beautiful staircases leading up to offices and I saw the receptionist smiling at me.
"Welcome to Vogue! How may I help you?"
"Hello, I am Arabella Brown. This is my first day here. I was told to meet up with mr Diaz?"
I smile.
"Ah yes! His office is right up the stairs. You turn left and walk all the way down the hall. You will see him in the glass room." She pointed in the direction i needed to go.
"Thank you, have a great day." I smiled and walked towards the left staircase.
I arrived at the office.
I knocked on the glass door and heard a voice say: "come in!"
I opened the door and saw a beautiful office full with samples, fabrics, and moodboards. It looked so cool.
"You must be Arabella!"
I see a man turning his head towards me.
"Bella, yes! so nice to finally meet you, mr Diaz!" I step forward holding out my hand to shake his.
But instead, he got up and hugged me.
"The pleasure is mine! And please, call me Pablo." He smiled as he pulled away from our hug.
"Thank you so much for offering me this job, it's a true dream of mine." I smile.
"After I read your article, I was blown away!
Your writing style is so unique, and exactly what we were looking for. Besides, all your fashion criticism made perfect sense." Pablo said excitedly.
"Thank you so much! My grandma used to be a fashion designer in Paris. She had one of those cute little boutiques, and educated me on everything I know about fashion." I smile.
"Omg adoreee." Pablo held his hand on his chest. "I love a fashionable family."
I giggle.
"You're fun, I can't wait to work with you." He smiled.
"Oh, me too! Which reminds me, were exactly do I work here?" I looked around.
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"Almost forgot! Let me show you your office darling! Follow me." Pablo walks towards the door.
...
"Here it is!" Pablo smiles.
"Oh wow, it's so lovely!" My eyes widen and a big smile appears on my lips.
"Say hello to: Cara and Marie!" Pablo waves at the ladies sitting in the office."They are your colleges."
I smile and wave aswell. "Hi I am Bella."
"Hey Bella!" Cara smiles and waves excitedly, while still sitting behind her desk.
Marie's eyes widen. "Omg your style is amazing!" She points at my dress with blouse.
"Thank you so much!" I smile and giggle. "I love your hairstyle!" I look at Marie's hair.
"Thanks sweetie! Cara introduced me to it."
"I did, didn't I? Cara smiles at Marie. "I'll teach you how to do it Bella." She turns her head towards me and smiles.
"Okay, okay girls. I am going to take Bella with me again." Pablo chuckled.
"See you soon!" Marie and Cara waved me goodbye.
Pablo and I walked towards the office next to Pablo's.
"Cara and Marie are so nice!" I smile.
"O trust me, everyone is nice here! It's not like "the devil wears prada" in here love." Pablo smiled.
I giggled.
Pablo knocked on the door leading to someone else's office.
"Okay so, I am head editor here, and Cara, Marie and you are like, regular editors? So that makes me, your boss." Pablo explained.
I nodd.
"But I am not the only head editor here at Vogue. Alexa is also the head editor." He said as he opened the door.
I saw a brown haired girl sitting behind a desk, working on her computer.
"Alexa! This is our newest editor: Bella!" Pablo introduced me.
Alexa got up.
"Oh hello B-..."
She looked at me and stood still.
"Bella?" She asked confused.
"Omg Alexa!" A smile appeared. "I didn't know you were the Alexa that Pablo was talking about!" I walk towards Alexa.
"It's been so long Bella! I've missed you!" Alexa smiles as she went in for an embrace.
"You two lads know each other already?" Pablo smiles with crossed arms, leaning against the door.
"Bella is an old friend of mine." She smiled. "Pablo, I've told you about my ex boyfriend, Alex. Right?"
"Oh the handsome rockstar?" Pablo smiles.
"Yes! Well, this is Bella, his bestfriend at the time." Alexa explained. "Bella, are you still friends with him?"
I smiled. "Eh, yes! Friends... we sure are."
I didn't want to tell Alexa that I was Alex' girlfriend. They had an relationship 2 years ago, which lasted 4 years. and she was heartbroken when they decided to call it quits. They still loved each other for months afterwards, but knew it was for the best. They both were living very busy lives. Alex being an upcoming musician, and Alexa being scouted as an model at the time.
I helped Alexa to get over Alex, and we were pretty good friends. But again, she was a busy lady, so our friendship slowly faded away as we didn't see each other anymore.
I didn't want to tell her that I was dating her ex-boyfriend, because I simply didn't want to hurt her. The love these two shared was very intense, and I didn't want to come up to her like: "Hey, so uhm, I am actually dating your ex-boyfriend who you were heartbroken over." It didn't seem right. Besides, it shouldn't matter right?
"That's great to hear!" She smiles. "How is he?" Her smile fades away a bit.
"He's doing very good! They're working on a new album." I smile.
"Good for him." She smiles again.
"So! You are going to be my boss?" I giggle.
"Oh please, don't call me boss Bella, you should be my boss! I read your articles." Her eyes widen and she smiles.
I roll my eyes and smile aswell.
"We should catch up Bel, what about... tonight? At the pub we used to hang out at?" Alexa smiles.
"I was actually already planning to go there with the monkeys but, you should join us!" I smile.
"Sounds perfect!"
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