《FIFTEEN SHADES》Chapter Twenty One: Date
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my practice choreography.
We finish up and i send my dancers home getting ready to leave.
I just want an ice cold coffee and to cuddle with my new spongebob in my bed, gathered with chocolate and Pringles, watching horror movies and making fun of the terrible SFX makeup and the absolutely birdbrained bovine characters.
But no! I have a to be in Dubia in about three hours, a radio space interview in an hours and i have a performance tonight.
And I just want to so bad to see Lucy and kiss him and maybe fûck him.
Im joking!!!
Not!
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My eyes can barely stay open, i try to stay awake so i can finalize my report drafts but I'm already drifting off. I'm so tired after today!
My phone rings and i see it's KT calling me.
I immediately put my phone on airplane mode! Pulling spongebob to my chest and snuggling into my pillow.
My other phone rings and it's KT again! Urghh! What is wrong with him i had a stressful day, i just hit my bed twelve seconds ago.
"KT! What the hell, it's five in the fücking morning over here! Stop calling me and let me fücking sleep before I block your ass!"
"Prettytit! You have the sexiest voices just turn on your other phone and let me...."
I hang up on him!
My phone rings again!
"I swear to God KT i will boil your balls to scotch if you call me one more fücking..."
"Foxie."
I fall off my bed, my comforter on my head and spongebob flies across the room from my absolutely chaotic moments.
"What the fuck Lucy! How do you have my number" I croak
My chest is suddenly thumping fast and I'm suddenly wide awake.
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"Why does your voice sound muffled? Did i wake you up?" His voice fücking Christmas, his voice sounds like heaven over the phone.
I want him to talk to me and just say anything to me over the phone till i fall asleep.
I push the cover over my head and breathe real air, I quickly scrambled up the bed and check my phone.
It's an unsaved number. How the hell did he get my personal number!
"You almost did. KT beat you to it" I nod like he can see me
"Who the fuck is KT?"
"Don't worry about it! How did you get my number Lucy"
"It's not that hard if you've stayed in my hotel for a few days" I just know he's smirking.
"You stalker! You fücking bïtch and you couldn't wait till I don't know morning before you called" I move to go grab spongebob grinning like an absolute idiot.
"I did try both your numbers one too many times, what do you leave your phone in your bra and lose it in your tîts?"
This.. thiss mann! My face is red!
"You leave my tîts alone you pervert! You're lucky i kinda like you, you fücking stupid bïtch I would have kîlled you a long time ago"
He doesn't respond immediately.
"You like me?" I hear his voice drop a fraction and its deep and so so deadly for my body.
I can still hear the eagerness from his tone even despite the authority oozing from his voice!
I just slipped up I'm so stupid what is wrong with me!!
"That's all you got from all i said!"
"You're a crazy woman foxie"
"Why are you calling me Lucy" I shake my head, trying to shake off this feeling consuming my whole body.
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Why does he affect me like this.
"I want to take you out" He says and i almost fall off my large bed again!
I bite my lip hard squeezing spongebod to my chest "Like a date?" My voice sounds so small.
Urghh i feel like a giddy schoolgirl
"Whatever you want to call it"
"Very funny, this not a halfassed questions so i need specifics. It's either a date or it isn't? So which is it Lucy?" I shut my eyes tight pursing my lips and waiting for his response.
"Fine, it's a date. Tomorrow night"
"I'm busy tomorrow night. Monday instead?"
"Foxie" He growls like I'm frustrating him or something
"What I really am busy. I'm not trying to be a bïtch"
"Fine, Monday night. You can wear the sponge lingerie"
"Pervert" I roll my eyes "I gotta go, night or whatever time it is over there"
"Foxie"
"Yeah?"
There's a long pause.
I'm chewing my lips waiting for his response.
"Never mind. Good night"
I toss my phone, my smile stretching a hundred wattt!
A date!
Like a date!
Omg God!
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