My Person

twenty six

Mena

It was now the day after Naomi and I's date, and let me tell you, I had the most fun. I couldn't wait to see her tomorrow at Nasim's place for movie night. Hell, I couldn't wait to see the entire cast. They've become my family these past few months and it's so weird not seeing them daily.

I was currently texting with my agent and my publicist, they wanted me to do a photoshoot today for a magazine cover. I decided to call Naomi and invite her for support. After two rings, she picks up.

"Hey, love! How are you?" I say through the phone.

"Hi, Meens! I'm good, and you?"

"Same here. Listen, I wanted to call to ask if you wanted to come with me today. I have to do a photoshoot for a magazine cover and I was hoping you'd be moral support?" I ask and I hear her chuckle.

"I'd love to, should I drive to your place?"

"Yeah, how about you drive here and then we'll take my car?"

"Alright. I'll see you in a few!"

"Bye, babe." I make a kiss sound and hang up.

I lay on my couch and scroll through my messages until I hear a knock on the door. I stand up and open it, revealing a beautiful girl in front of me.

"Hi, N!" I mumble as I wrap my arms around her.

"Oh, you missed me too much." She patted my chest and I laughed.

"You know me too well," I shrugged jokingly. I grabbed my keys and we stepped outside. Of course, I opened the car door for her and then I jogged to my side and got in the car.

"Music recommendations?" I ask as I plug in my aux cord. "Hmm," She thinks for a moment.

"Oh, nevermind, I know!" I say quickly as I look for the perfect song on my phone. I play it and I love the look on Naomi's face. "Mena!" She laughs and I start singing along to the old jam.

"She's so gone, that's so over now!" I sing along to her single from Lemonade Mouth back in 2011. Hey, when I support my girl, I support every bit of her career.

We sing our hearts out until we reach the parking lot of the studio. We get out and walk inside.

"Hi, my name is Mena Massoud. I'm here for Daman magazine?" I say to the receptionist. "Right this way, Mr. Massoud." The lady escorts us to the room where the pictures were going to be taken.

The room was absolutely huge. It had one lounge type of area, one makeup/hair area, and the actual photoshoot area.

"Mena?" James, the photographer, approaches me.

"James, hi, it's so nice to meet you!" I shake his hand.

"Ah, the pleasure is mine."

"And this is my beautiful girlfriend, Naomi Scott." I introduce him to Naomi as she stands beside me. She shyly smiles and shakes his hand, "Hello."

We cut to the chase and they get started on my small amount of makeup and my hair style. Naomi sits beside me as we talk and joke around. After my hair and makeup are done, I'm asked to get dressed into the clothing.

When I come out with the outfits, everyone is amazed. I can tell Naomi was even speechless, "You look damn hot." She said and I laughed, "Thanks, babe." I kissed her cheek. We started the pictures and the music started playing.

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"That's a wrap on the shoot, Mena you were incredible!" James said and I smiled. "Thanks so much for this." I told him as I shook his hand.

"He's right. You killed those pictures." Naomi approached me as she gave me a quick peck. I smiled and thanked her, and then I changed into my regular clothes. Once I was ready to leave, I walked towards Naomi who was sitting on the couch.

"You ready?" I asked as I held my hand out for her.

"Yep." She popped the 'p' and stood up, grabbing ahold of my hand.

We walked out and decided to get some food in a nearby place. We ended up going to a pizza place and spending some time in the restaurant as we ate our food. After a really chill day, I invited Naomi into my apartment to stay the night.

We ended up talking for hours in my bed and soon after, fell asleep in each other's arms.