three arielle
I woke up, feeling good. I got out of bed, walking downstairs to the kitchen. What should I make for breakfast? I heard my phone ring from upstairs. I walked upstairs to my bedroom, grabbing my phone from my nightstand.
‘’Hello?’’ I asked.
‘’Arielle, this is Maria. Today, you and Chris need to go on a date. I expect you two to be on the cover of a mag.’’ She said, hanging up the phone. I threw my phone down, running my hand thru my hair. My phone vibrated. I unlocked it to see Chris’s text messages.
Pooh Bear: I guess, Maria told you the news.
Me: Yeah, when you comin’.
Pooh Bear: Around 6, maybe we could go to the beach or somewhere fun.
Me: Ok, Pooh Bear.
I locked my phone, walking downstairs only to see my best friend, Camille. She was eating some McDonalds.
‘’I hope you got me some.’’ I said sitting down beside her. She pulled out a southern style chicken biscuit with two hash browns and a caramel McCafe Frappe. ‘’Thank you best friend.’’ I said smiling.
‘’What are you doing tonight?’’ She asked.
‘’I’m going on a date.’’ I said.
‘’Describe the lucky man.’’ She said.
‘’About 6’1, has a lot of tattoos and he’s light skinned.’’ I said.
‘’That man sounds like Chris Brown.’’ She said.
‘’That’s because it’s Chris Brown.’’ I said.
‘’Forreal, explain.’’ She said. I explained to her about Chris and I. She was mad when I told her Maria made me do this but then again she was excited because she was going to be here when Chris is going to pick me up. Her and Maria can’t stand each other. ‘’You think he can hook me up with Trey Songz?’’ She asked.
‘’Maybe, Chris and I are still at that awkward stage.’’ I said. She nodded, eating some of her biscuit. ‘’Do you think I should get another agent?’’ I asked.
‘’Hell yeah, she’s doing sneaky shit behind your back without your knowing. Shit, I would be a better agent.’’ She said.
‘’Honest, I think you would. You’re always honest and you keep it real. You would make a great agent but your temper need to get into check.’’ I said.
‘’I know when and when not to be professional like when I’m with you, we be unprofessional but when I’m at a job interview I’m professional.’’ She said.
‘’I see you, but I need someone to my agent because I’m bout done with her.’’ I said.
‘’I would have popped her one good time in the mouth and keep it movin’. You know I would want to beat her ass.’’ She said.
‘’I know, I do too but I need to start getting ready for my date because I got get myself lookin’ right for Chris.’’ I said getting up from the stool. I walked upstairs to my bedroom. I walked thru to the en suite. I stripped out of my pajamas, stepping into the hot shower. I wonder what Chris is going to do for tonight? I washed my body with Victoria’s Secret Pure Seduction body wash. This is my favorite scent.
I washed my hair with Herbal Essences long term relationship shampoo. I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my body and hair. I walked into my bedroom, sitting on the bed. I rubbed on Victoria’s Secret Pure Seduction body lotion. I walked into my closet. I slid on my black Victoria’s Secret lace thong. I slipped on a black basic essential seamless bandeau bra, hot pink solid v-front maxi skirt, with black Giuseppe Zanotti patent cage sandals.
I walked into the bathroom, putting on rose YSL limited edition rouge pur couture vernis babydoll glossy stain. I messed with my curls. I walked over to my jewelry box. I put in my Tiffany & Co. platinum 2 carat diamond studs. I slid on my gold Michael Kors runway chronograph watch. I walked into my bedroom, grabbing my iPhone. I walked downstairs to the living room.
‘’Look at my bad bitch!’’ Camille exclaimed. She grabbed my phone, taking picture. I looked at my picture, smiling. I posted the baddest one on Instagram with a caption of ‘’Bad Bi$h 😉💋💋 #datenight.’’
‘’I wonder what we’re going to do?’’ I asked. ‘’Chris seems sweet, I have a feeling he’s gonna do something romantic.’’ I added.
‘’He just might.’’ She said. There was a knock on the door. I walked over to the door, lifting my breast up and moving my skirt to show a little more leg. I opened the door to see Chris.
‘’Damn.’’ He said.
‘’Hi Chris.’’ I said smiling. He looked up and down my body, biting his lip. His eyes were on my slim stomach. Camille walked into the room. ‘’Chris this is my best friend, Camille. Camille, I’m pretty sure you’re familiar with Chris’s music.’’ I said introducing them.
‘’Hi.’’ Camille said.
‘’Hey, so you ready to put on the act?’’ He asked.
‘’More than I ever will be.’’ I said grabbing his hand. We walked out of the house, to his Range Rover. ‘’How many car do you have?’’ I asked.
‘’A lot baby girl.’’ He said opening the passenger door. I climbed in, putting on my seatbelt. He closed the door, jogging to the other side of the car. He got in, pulling off. ‘’You look beautiful.’’ He said.
‘’Thank you very much, Pooh Bear.’’ I said. ‘’Where are we going?’’ I asked.
‘’We’re going to have dinner at my house.’’ He said.
‘’Ok.’’ I said. I looked down the window.
‘’What, hold up. A girl like you deserves a nice romantic dinner.’’ He said turning the corner. What is he up to? He pulled up in front of a building. Paparazzi were going outside. He got out of the car, walking to my side. He opened the door, helping me out. He grabbed my hand, leading me to the building. He opened the door, locking it behind himself. He grabbed my hand, walking me into a room. There was a candle-lit dinner.
‘’Pooh Bear, you’re so great. I’m delighted to be your fake girlfriend.’’ I said. He pulled the chair out for me. I sat down in the chair. He pushed it in then sat down on the other side of the table. He opened the dishes. There was baked chicken, collard greens, and mac & cheese. ‘’You’re so amazing.’’ I said.
‘’I know, I’m pretty awesome right.’’ He said. I smiled, eating my food. Chris looked up at me, smiling.
‘’What?’’ I asked.
‘’Nothing.’’ He said. I ate my food. Oh my gosh, this stuff is so damn good. After I finished, Chris opened another dish. It was strawberry shortcake.
‘’You’re going to break my diet.’’ I said.
‘’You don’t need no diet, you beautiful as hell anyways.’’ He said. I looked down, blushing. Chris is sweet. I ate the strawberry shortcake. He got up from the table, walking over to me. ‘’How was dinner?’’ He asked.
‘’It was wonderful, thank you.’’ I said smiling.
‘’You wanna go?’’ He asked.
‘’No really, let’s just sit here.’’ I said getting up from the table. I walked over to Chris, biting my lip. It’s this sexual tension between us. I know I find Chris attractive but does he find me attractive? He sat down on the ground.
‘’Come here.’’ He said. I sat down beside him.
‘’What’s up?’’ I asked.
‘’You feel this tension between us right?’’ He asked.
‘’Yeah, I feel it.’’ I said smiling nervously.
‘’I can’t describe it. It almost feels sexual.’’ He said.
‘’Chris, we just met. I don’t think I would be feeling anything sexually between you..I think.’’ I said.
‘’Same for me, but I don’t know how to make this feelin’ go away.’’ He said.
‘’What if we just shared a innocent kiss.’’ I suggested.
‘’Let’s just try.’’ He said. He leaned in, pecking my lips. It got a little bit heated. I somehow got in his lap, also he was shirtless. He pulled away, biting his lip. ‘’Damn.’’ He said.
‘’We should get going.’’ I said getting up from his lap. We walked out of the building. The paparazzi was outside still.
‘’Are you Chris’s girlfriend?’’ One of them asked. ‘’Or you a sideline hoe?’’ Another asked. ‘’How long have you known Chris?’’ Another one asked. I walked to the car, getting into the passenger seat. I closed the door. Chris got in, putting the key into the ignition. He pulled off.
‘’What were they askin’ you?’’ He asked.
‘’Am I your girlfriend, if I’m the sideline hoe, and how long have I known you.’’ I said.
‘’Just know you’re a good friend and my fake girlfriend.’’ He said.
‘’I know, Pooh Bear.’’ I said smiling. He pulled up to my house. I know Camille is still here. We got out of the car, walking up to my front door. ‘’Thank you for everything tonight. It was really fun.’’ I said smiling.
‘’Your welcome, baby girl. Goodnight.’’ He said hugging me. We pulled away from the hug, slowly. He leaned down, pecking my lips. I pulled away, smiling.
‘’Goodnight, Chris.’’ I said opening the door.
‘’Goodnight, Arielle.’’ He said walking away. I walked into the house, closing the door. I walked to the living room to see Camille past out of the couch. I touched my lips, smiling.
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