The Runway Queen

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Golde Magazine

“Ahhh!...ahh!...Andie!...mmmm!... stop” Paris moaned, grabbing the sheets as I spread her legs out further. She ran her hands through my hair and pulled gently. “Stop…we have to get up” she panted.

I bit down and she hissed in pleasure. “Can’t we just stay in bed all day?” I whined, running my hand down her leg. She shook her head. “We both know what will happen if we stay in here all day” she answered. I arched my eyebrows at her. “Is that a bad thing?” I said slyly.

She glared at me and I groaned. “What happened to when you used to beg me for it?” She laughed, rolling over on top of me. “I don’t have to beg for something I already have,” she whispered in my ear. I sat up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“I have to get dressed” I whined. “Carry me” she pouted, batting her eyes at me. “I can’t get dressed with you on top of me” I said. She rolled her eyes and slid off of me. Paris grabbed her clothes and swayed her hips into the bathroom. She winked over her shoulder at me and I laughed. “Tease” I yelled after her.

I pulled on some tan cargo shorts and my white and blue shirt. I put on my High School ring and grabbed my reading glasses off of the nightstand. I headed downstairs and saw Davey at the table, eating a bowl of cereal.

“Hey. When did you get in?” I asked, sitting down across from him. “Just a few minutes ago. Why are you all glowy?” he asked, analyzing my body with his hand. “What? I’m not…what are you…nothing happened!” I replied, nervously.

Paris walked down stairs with a tank top on and short shorts. She smiled over at me and sat down on my lap. “Well, I see nothing changed here” he chuckled. Paris smirked at him and then pulled me into a kiss.

Davey’s eyes widened and I wrapped my arms around her, leaning in to rest my head on her shoulder. “No way. You guys are together now, I mean like, really together?” he asked in shock.

I just nodded and Paris smiled at him. “Wow. When did this happen?” he asked. “Last night” Paris replied. I squeezed her sides and she jumped up in surprise. Davey smirked at me.

“So you finally did it? I’m proud of you, Andie,” he chuckled. I glared at him and Paris got off of me and walked toward the fridge. “So, sexy…was it good?” he asked, smugly. My eyes widened and Paris smirked at me. “Well…believe it or not but it was amazing. The way she moved her hips against mi-"

I jumped out of my seat and ran towards her but she giggled and ran to the other side of the table. “Oh and her fingers”, she continued. My blood boiled and I ran after her around the table. “Plus the way she kept me cu-” “Paris!” I yelled, jumping over the table and tackling her.

Davey laughed and Paris rolled over on top of me laughing. “I was only kidding! Calm down” she said, as I tickled her. “Nobody told you to tell him! What we do in private is our business,” I growled, leaning up and biting her shoulder.

She moved away from and pouted. “Okay. Okay” she muttered. Paris got off of me and there was a knock at the door. I got off the floor and went to answer it. Antony leaned against the side and I looked at him. “Hey” I said dully. He held a magazine up to my face and I looked at the cover.

There was a picture of me being put in an ambulance trunk and the cover said, “Poor Andie. What could have happened to her?” I took the magazine from him and Paris walked over to me and gasped when she saw the cover. “Those bastards! They took a picture of you even when you were injured” she growled.

“Yeah they did. It’s all over the news and on the internet. I can’t believe you didn’t notice,” he said. “Well, we don’t watch as much television anymore, same thing goes for the computer” I said, wondering why he was here.

He pulled out a cigarette and Paris cringed beside me. “Don’t smoke here,” I said. “Why?” he asked. “Just don’t. Why are you here anyway?” I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest. He sighed and threw the cigarette outside. “I was worried about you. Mom said that she would swing by later. You know she doesn’t like hospitals” he replied.

I nodded. Mom had bad memories with hospitals and I didn’t blame her for not visiting me. “I’m fine. Just got a little roughed up. Davey’s alright too if you even care” I growled. Paris took my hand and I looked over at her.

“Andie…I’m sorry. I was just a little shocked to see her."



"Her name is Paris,” I said angrily.

He nodded. “I just wanted to let you know that um…who ever did this to you and Davey; I’m not going rest until they’re behind bars” he said. I shook my head.

“No need."

“What? Why?” Paris spoke up from behind me. “Davey and I both decided that we’re not gonna fight fire with fire right, Davey? Davey?” I looked behind me, noticing Davey look at the ground.

“I agree with Tony,” he replied. My jaw dropped. “Why?” I asked, furious. “Pete fucked us up Andie! He scared the hell out of you, he put us in the hospital, and he broke Katie’s self esteem. If anything, he better be glad I don’t decide to do something drastic,” he growled.

I shook my head and walked over to him. “Don’t do anything. Leave it alone Davey,” I said softly. He shook his head. “I won’t. Tony, where you headed?” he replied, walking over to him. “Where’s the last time you saw him,” he asked. “At ‘The Spot’. Let’s go” Davey replied.

I jumped in front of them. “No! Davey fuck this! This is stupid! You don’t have to get rev-“. “You didn’t see your face Andie! You looked at me like you thought I was dead! Dead! You were on the verge of tears! You still have bruises on you!” He lifted up my shirt and sure enough, some of the bruises were still there.

Antony’s eyes shifted into something dangerous and he marched out the house. “Let’s go,” he growled. Davey looked down at me and sighed. “I almost lost you that night Andie. And you almost lost me. That’s not gonna happen again”. He gave me a hug and then they both left in Davey’s car.

I stood there, staring at the door before Paris turned me around and cupped my face. “Listen to me, they’re going to be alright okay?” she comforted. I nodded and pulled her into my arms. “They better."

Liz walked into the apartment and smiled when she saw Paris and I, snuggled up, watching a movie. “Well, I see you two have really hit it off. That’s good because Paris, your shots from Cancun just returned and Platinum Magazine’s rival, Golde Magazine, are having a runway show today” she informed us.

I scratched the back of my head. “What's Golde Magazine?” I asked. “Platinum’s rival. Every time Platinum gets something new, Golde goes out and gets something better,” Liz replied in disgust. I looked down at Paris. “So, do they have a better ‘Paris’ over there?” I joked.

Paris slapped my arm and I laughed. “Another cover model but not a better Paris. Her name is Sarah Stone. Her fiancée is Damien Jenkins." “Damein Jenkins!” I yelled. Paris and Liz just looked at me and nodded.

“You two do know who that is right? Famous actor Damien Jenkins? He’s starred in four Academy Award winning films. Won best actor twice. He was the guy I wanted to play in half my films when I went to college” I exclaimed.

“Wow, you’re such a fan” Paris teased. I glared at her and she kissed my cheek. “Well he is also marrying Sarah Stone in January” Liz said. “Ew. Who gets married in the winter?” she said, grimacing at the thought. I laughed and stood up.

“Do I have to dress up?” I asked. “Yes. The show starts at 10pm” she replied. “Wait. Why are we going to go see a rival’s runway show?” I asked. “To see what we’re working with” Liz replied. I nodded and Paris and I headed upstairs.

“Davey and Tony have been gone all day,” I said to myself. “They’ll be fine Andie. Katie isn’t going to let anything happen to him,” Paris said, pulling off her shirt. I sat on the bed and watched as she got dressed. She noticed me watching and smiled.

“This isn’t a peep show Andie,” she said, putting her hands on her hips. “Oh. But it could be” I shot back. She rolled her eyes at me and I pulled her towards me and kissed her neck. “Mmmm. Stop. Liz is right downstairs,” she moaned. “She doesn’t have to know. We can be quiet”. She arched her eyebrows at me and I groaned and let her go.

“I’m gonna get dressed in the bathroom. That way you won’t jump me” she said, grabbing her shirt and skirt before walking out the door. I sighed and quickly pulled on tan dress pants and a green button up. I spiked my hair back and put on my brown dress shoes before putting on my ring.

I walked out of my room and Paris laughed at me. I looked down at what I was wearing and then back at her. “What?” I asked in confusion. “What is with you and the color green?” she asked, giggling slightly. I rolled my eyes at her and looked down at her. She had on black stilettos and a black frill type skirt. She was wearing some type of red shirt and had two red earrings in both her ears.

Her hair was like it normally was and she had on light make-up that made me notice her eyes. “You look nice” I said, smiling at her. “Well, well. Somebody’s getting lucky tonight,” she teased, wrapping her arms around my neck and pecking me on the lips.

“I hope,” I said against the lips. She laughed and took my hand, pulling me down the steps. Liz was waiting for us outside and I saw her talking to Davey and Antony. I ran over to Davey and pulled him into a hug.

“Are you alright? Nothing’s hurt right? Everything good? What did you do to Pete?” I rambled. Davey chuckled and stopped me from rambling on. “Nothing. The police were already there. Evidently, the paparazzi that had been following you around took pictures of Pete and his other three goons beating the shit out of us. They took it some to the police as proof and by the time Tony and I got there, he was already in a cell” Davey said, laughing.

Tony laughed along with him. “We were extremely pissed so we asked the warden if we could go in there and throw a few punches. She handed us the keys and looked the other way, saying, 'we never had this conversation” Tony added on, changing his voice to mock the warden’s.

They were laughing so hard; tears were in Davey’s eyes. “So we slapped him around a little and by the time we were done, our point had gotten across to him,” he said. Davey looked over at Paris and I.

“Whoa! Where are you two going?” he asked. “Another runway show” I replied. “You look nice sexy” Davey said, looking over at Paris. She smirked at me and I just looked away from her. “Thank you Davey” she said, taking my hand.

“Well, I would love to stay but I’ve got to head home. Mom wants you to call her before she comes over tomorrow, Andie” Antony said as he climbed into his car. “I will." He nodded and then pulled off into the street.

“I’m gonna go hang out with Katie. Tell me how the runway show was when you get back, alright?” Davey asked, walking over to his car. I nodded as Paris waved at him. “Tell her I said hey,” she yelled. “Will do” Davey yelled back. A limo rode up to the curb and Liz climbed inside. “Come on you two,” she called from inside.

Paris stepped inside and I followed after her. I closed the door and saw Ted and Ernie right across from me. “Always nice to see you two” I greeted. They smiled and I smiled back. Paris took my hand and started playing with my fingers. She leaned her head against my shoulder and I leaned my cheek against her. Liz looked over at us and smiled. Oh, give me a break. I was turning into a sap but I wasn’t that bad…right?

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