A/N Short but frequent chapters, updates depend on how much attention this gets. I own all rights to my work and copying is punishable by law. Though guys, were all friends right? Best buds forever...
"Why should I even care Dylan? You go to Leila and while you're at it tell her just how much you love her. Say you love her so much that you gave up a happy, long relationship with your best friends sister for her." I threw his shirts out of our fifth floor apartment window and he ran over, catching one in his filthy lying grasp.
"Kat! Come on babe, it was an accident! I love you and only you. This is getting ridiculous now, calm down." He tried to place his arms around me but I quickly moved away, grabbed my grey jacket and opened the door.
"By the time I get back you better have moved that ass over to Timbuktu." I slammed the door and let go of the flood of tears drowning my eyes fall, I loved him yet I couldn't stay with him after he slept with her...in our bed!
Accident my fabulous backside.
I wiped away my traitorous tears and hailed a typical yellow New York cab, with its typical American accented driver. I was starting to miss London but returning would just prove my parents right, I was incapable of looking after myself. Of course past tense they were probably correct but with everything I wanted in life...I never saw a need to.
I started work in half an hour, I was just a receptionist at the gym. I didn't use the gym, I literally just worked there. It paid for university and I got to stare at abs all day, repetitive but definitely interesting. Well...that was until I met him...
I paid the driver and ran to the gym entrance, rain chilling me even though I was in it for only a few seconds. The large warehouse was a mixture of cold, dry and humid all at the same time. I didn't have a uniform exactly but I just stuck with a tank top, joggers and black jacket.
I took a seat behind the desk, logging myself onto the computer system when the entire thing came up with white writing. I groaned, just what I need.
"Excuse me...Katya." A low voice said and I looked up to see the most buff guy I had ever seen, his hair was dark in a short military buzz cut. Then those eyes though, pools of blue coated in thick lashes. I blinked and looked at sheets of random paperwork.
"It's not Kat-ya, it's more like Kat-ee-a." I blushed. "Just call me Kat. Oh can I help you?" I fumbled, trying to sound like a respectable twenty two year old woman. Not a young girl who went red at the sight of a hot man.
"I need a six month membership, although looking at that computer I have a feeling that won't be happening."
"Right...the systems down..." I tired to explain but he turned and left, taking all my embarrassment with him. "You dick."
I turned back to my desk and saw there was a message stuck onto my keyboard.
Dinner at mio palazzo tonight, 8pm - Hunter J Lloyd
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