Twenty-Two

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Also this story is quickly coming to an end so I want your opinions. Would you like a second book? Will you read it if I make one? How about a spin-off a few years in the future?
There are still a handful of chapters to go and depending on what you want will depend on how I end this book hehe

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Hope's P.O.V

I had taken a couple days off of work mainly because I wasn't sure how to approach Aaliyah after what she had told me. On top of that, I was still feeling the hangover from the awards night. I just wish I wasn't a light weight and didn't have to compete with model like goddesses.

I was still unsure of how to take her confession about what happened in Rome. Part of me was thankful she was honest with me but I couldn't help but feel a little heart broken. She had known I liked her and she had tried to kiss me and maybe me being too scared caused her to go off with Angelina but I hadn't had my first kiss and I wanted it to be special. Like what would've happened if I was terrible? Of didn't look up how to kiss? I could've chased her away with a horrible kiss.

Regardless, I feel kinda hurt that she knew how I felt about her and she slept with someone else anyway. It made me question if it was something she'd continue doing or if I was overthinking because we weren't together at the time. I mean we hadn't even done it yet. We're we going to do it? Omg I need to read more lesbian books I have no idea what to do.

I tried to hide my deepening blush of embarrassment thinking about sex and flattened out my dress as I pressed the button to go up to Aaliyah's office floor. I looked into the mirror, a small smile on my lips. I couldn't help but blush every time her words went through my mind. She loved me. Aaliyah West I mean Inez loved me. I didn't know what being in love felt like but after Aaliyah's brief explanation and the handful of quizzes I took online, I think I'm in love with her too. Some of the quizzes though asked questions I couldn't or didn't know how to answer but nine times out of ten they told me I was possibly in love. Love does conquer all rights and wrongs doesn't it?

"Morning Hope," I jumped back slightly, Vanessa's voice startling me from my train of thought.

"G-good morning Vanessa," I smiled, watching as she took her position next to me.

"Feeling better?" She questioned, grabbing out her phone.

"Y-yes much better," I nodded, rubbing my hands nervously together.

"Good," she nodded, keeping her attention on her phone as she typed away. I smiled to myself, looking around the elevator until the doors opened on Aaliyah's floor. Vanessa was first to leave, her heels clicking against the floor with her fast strides.

"Morning gorgeous, are you feeling better?" I heard Vanessa speak as she walked down the hall with her phone to her ear.

"Oh Hope can you help me with this?" I stopped in my tracks, turning towards Bradley's office to see Veronica struggling to carry stacks of folders. Without hesitation, I grabbed half the stack from her and heard her sigh in relief. My arms wobbled at the weight of the folders as I wasn't used to carrying this many.

"Thank you so much," she panted, blowing a loose strand of hair away from her face, "I have no idea why Mr Inez has suddenly decided to organise his business partnerships and sponsorships. I've been looking at files for days," she groaned.

"Mrs Inez is quite organised,"

"Yeah because she has you," Veronica laughed, beginning to walk out of Bradley's office. I blushed lightly, following her towards where I assumed we were going.

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