Chapter 4 Episode 4

💞 TRACY 💞

"Is that what you think?"

"It's okay." He let go of my wrist. "We don't force anyone here. If you want to go, it's your choice and it must be respected."

He opens the door for me, "You can go." I watch him go to open a fridge. "And these are your things."

I remember dropping them after seeing the big men come out of the car.

I take it from him and then tries to remember the way back. Fortunately, I am not so dumb so I made it through to outside with my thoughts scattering around. A part of me feels proud that I didn't let my guards down while the other is busy getting sad and feeling guilty. That part is dreading what I did. That part is my fangirl soul. She's thinking of all the things that could go on working alongside Jake Langford. She's dreaming higher than she can attain.

I have always wanted to land something big like the other girls and this is a golden opportunity coming off on a silver platter but I reject it because I hate for people to go into my past. Like, go behind me to find out about me. I can't believe they went that far. For that, I don't want anything to do with working with them. If anyone is so interested in my life and wants to know more, they should come to me. Not go digging secretly.

I stopped by a road for a car when the car I came in stopped again in front of me.

"Get in, I'll drop you." The driver says.

Without a word, I get in. My mind is yet to conclude the internal battle going through it between my desires and my pride. Pride wins.

I sit my bowl of ice cream in front of me after I was dropped off at my apartment and spoon after spoon, I thought of the Greek god I had the chance to see today for the first time.

I couldn't see much because I was super nervous and taken off guard. I just couldn't look at him.

I got a glimpse of his face and heard his voice directly. He spoke to me and he asked me to do something and what did he say?

"She's what I want." I mimick Jake's voice.

How I wish he wasn't referring to just my body and only business-minded. And I would like to dream of him and me but I am not a dreamer therefore, I don't want to fantasize about him. There can't be us. It can't happen, it doesn't happen, not in real life. Such love stories can be found only in books and films. I'm okay crushing on his beauty.

Coiling in my small couch after taking the ice cream, I pick the remote to search for any cartoon channel and begins to watch with keen. My love for cartoons is simply inexplicable.

I must have dozed off or even still sleeping because opening my eyes, I saw a familiar face... wait... it's Jake and he's sitting on my second couch which is opposite to the one I sat on. I should still be dreaming if not drunk.

Since I couldn't have the courage to look at him when we met, I decided to do so in my dream so from the dark as coal curly hair of the country's superstar whose tendrils fell on his breathtaking face to his perfectly lined eyebrows with a slight curve due to the serious expression he wore now, the straight nose sitting at its rightful place and.. lips..so full pink and tempting. He's not looking at me but at what he had in his hand called a phone. I wish for him to look up at me but when he did, I came rolling to the floor. Those gray eyes can't be unreal the way they shoot straight to my heart by just a look and managed to make it skip a million times. But..oh God. I will die from a heart attack if he's actually here.

"Are you okay?" That all too familiar voice.

"Are..you in..in..my room?" My gaze is scared to station on him.

"Yes, should I give you a hand?"

Huh? I need a grip before I slip into an unplanned coma. What the hell?

Why the hell will he come to my house? What did he come to do?

"Here, take my hand."

His sweet-scented cologne makes friends with my nostrils and also made it clear that he's close to me. All this is too much God.

I cover my face with my palm.

"Come on, I've been waiting since last night just for you to wake up and when you finally did you're taking time to accept my help to take you off the floor? Well if you don't wanna get up, a lady thief broke into your house last night and when she saw me, she fainted. I don't know why."

"What?" I get up immediately. "Where's she?"

"I got her tied in your bed for the meantime. I want to call the police right when he wakes up!"

I'm already on my way to my bedroom. I get there and the only person on the bed and tied all tied up is my one and only friend.

"Alana." I gasp and run to untie her.

"Hey don't, she's a thief..". He tries to stop me.

"No, she isn't. You are."

"What?"

"Yes. She's my best friend okay."

"Oh. Didn't know." He turns his back and walks out of the room, I wish to call him back but couldn't.

"Alana?" I slap her cheeks gently after untying her. When she doesn't wake, I go for water to splash on her face and she wakes immediately.

She looks around and when her eyes land on me, she hugs me, crying. "Oh, Tracy."

"What's the matter? I'm here."

"I know. He was here too. I couldn't..oh God. It was so wonderful yet shocking."

I roll my eyes. I thought he did something to her and she's hurt somewhere on her body.

"So you fainted?"

"I did? Well, did you know who I saw?"

"Who?" I pretend to not know who.

"Jake Langford. Can you imagine?"

I shake my head.

"Oh, how I wish you saw him. I swear I am not lying."

"I know."

"You know? So you saw him? How come? What the hell will he be doing at your home? I don't get it."

"I'll tell you."

"Please do it now."

I smile at her impatience. I tell her everything since yesterday and when I finished, my friend had her mouth opened as wide as that of a shark and she looks like she's going to pass out again any minute. Her face is so pale in shock.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"What?" I expect a silly reply from her.

"I think he loves you already and he can't let you go so he came to pick you. Oh wow, I am so happy for you Tra..."

"You're mad Alana." I get on my feet to leave her to suffer the madness alone.

"Trust me, Tracy."

"Away with your nonsense young woman." I leave finally and there's this hottie still sitting on my cheap couch, head buried in his phone. Again.

"So..what are you doing here please?"

I look away the moment he raises his head.

"I shouldn't be here after you decided not to work for me but I haven't witnessed the type of you in a while. Most girls will kill for this opportunity and you're just letting it slide. Are you being principled and raged with pride or you just being a fool? I'm not insulting. I'm amazed."

"Your type doesn't move me." I feel so high now. Like my head want to explode.

"I like people who don't get swayed. So would you work for me? It's a humble request I came to put before you personally."

"Does that mean you like me?" The word left too quickly and I want to slap my lips.

"I like your guts. Now, will you work for me?"

"I'm surprised you came." I still don't look at him.

"So?"

"Such humility. Why wouldn't I take your offer?"

"Great." I feel a smile in his voice and I wish to see it but just...I can't. "I will inform Liam to contact your manager and if you don't mind, shall we get going?"

"Now?"

"Now. I told you I've been here since last night and I need to get this done on time."

Oh God. Now I wish to look at him so badly. Does he have dark circles around his eyes? Are his eyes red and tired? How does he look?

"How did you get in?"

"By the door. It wasn't locked." He's quick to answer this and again, I wish to look at him.

"I will just pack a few of my things."

"It will take only a few weeks to complete and your needs during that time are in the budget so no need to worry. Let's go."

"Oh. Then I will just say goodbye to my friend."

"She's by the door." He whispers and when I turn, I see Alana who quickly waves at me.

I walk to her and she jumps into my arms. "Didn't I tell you that your time will come and when it comes your shine will be uncontrollable? See, you got everything you ever wanted plus a man of your own. Call me a fortune teller because I read that in your stars."

"You're so foolish Alana. Anyway, I am off to work and already missing you."

"How many days?"

"A few week he says."

"Wow, call me when you're chanced. Wish you all the best, love."

"Take care of the college." I kiss her cheeks.

"I still can't believe it though."

"That?"

"He's here, in the same room breathing the same air with us." She gash out.

"Me either but on a serious note, I'm sorry that he mistook you for a thief and had to tie you."

"No my dear. I'm actually blessed to have him touch me."

"You're so mad." I smile and pull her cheeks lightly before turning to go.

"Tracy?" Alana calls. When I turn, she motions with her hand for me to get near.

"What is it?"

She walks closer then whispers in my ears. "Don't come back without a bump. Refuse if he wants to use the latex."

"God Alana!" I step away.

"Think about it. It's an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime. Grab it by any means. I just suggested one for you."

"You can keep your advice to your self." I say and leaves.

You can imagine Karen's hug when she met me up in Brooklyn NY for the shoot. It was suffocating and she wouldn't stop praising me.

Deep inside, I am a little nervous. It's been a while I danced and the type of dance they want me to is sensual and I have to do it in front of Jake, sometimes with him and in a little clothing. The song is erotica. You can imagine.

I'm just wondering how I'm going to be wriggling my body in front of him. It's more like performing in his video but in a very sexy way. That is a lot but it's work...I shouldn't think much about it.

I'm sitting in front of the mirror and a fin

al touch is being given to my makeup and hair.

The first part of the video is going to be shot in a room, the larger part, and the remaining part outside but in another country. Then a third part also in another country. Sounds cool but I am hot right now. This is my first ever big job.

"Ready?!" Liam barges in, tearing my heart away with his question.

I nod with a gulp.

"It's all set." Karen also comes in.

"Let's go then."

Getting up, I try to prevent myself from not saying a prayer but did a silent one anyway.

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