Colsons POV:
Holy fucking shit. She turned around and as soon as she did my mind flashbacked to the night before. I remember her. I remember her laugh, how she smelt, how she danced upon me and not to forget her voice. I remember how when she left she whispered in my ear, telling me she'd see me around, but to be honest I didn't think I would see her again. But here we are. Here she is. She is my stylist, she's this mystery person that's been on my mind for so long. I was speechless. She must of sensed my shock because she walked up to me, stood on her tip toes and whispered
"I told you I'd see you around" And turned around giggling to herself
Valencias POV:
I tried to hold in my laugh as much as possible when he saw it was me. I could see everything was finally coming back to him from last night and I had to hold myself back from bursting into fits of laughter. Just seeing him realising that the girl that was all upon him last night was the unknown stylist was enough to make me piss myself. I could see the shock on his face so I decided to walk up to him and actually say something before he could
"I told you I'd see you around" He still said nothing
I don't blame him for being in complete shock, I really am not the same person I am on a night out when I'm at work. I mean it means a lot to me, so I try to be as professional as possible. I can't lie though, I was looking forward to styling Kells. He was extremely good looking and had a certain aura that surrounded him, so I had lots of thing in mind for him. We had been stood in silence for quite some time now so I again decided to speak up
"Yo Kells, You good? We kind of need to get going and I have a lot in mind"
"Oh yeah sorry, I just can't believe your the unknown stylist, I mean you seemed so open last night, why are you so private now?"
"I only work with high profile celebrities so I keep myself private so that I know if people are willing to book me I know there really about it and that I can have full control. I've worked with too many people who just don't give me the control a stylist needs"
"Makes sense. Well it's good to see you again I guess..."
"You guess?"
"I mean I just didn't think these would be the circumstances"
"Yeah I get that, but enough chit chat we need to get you styled"
"Yes ma'am"
Colsons POV:
I completely zoned out, whether it was from shock or purely because I was high, but one thing I did know is that I'm glad Valencia's my stylist. There was just something about her that made me want to get to know her more and I planned to do exactly that. I asked her a few questions like why she was so anonymous and it all ended up making sense. I now already felt like I knew her more. We ended up talking for a bit before she said that we needed to get ready. She was very demanding and man did I like that in a woman, she knew just what she wanted and was ready to get it. I didn't argue I just went along with it.
We went over to the racks that I saw her sorting out when I first walked in, there was 2 and they were both full of clothes, all different styles, brands, sizes, colours, everything. She really had it all down. She started asking me different questions like how I felt or like what emotions I was feeling right now. I found it quite weird but I didn't question it. After a few more questions she told me to go into this little room that was inside the room we were in. It was like an ensuite but it wasn't an ensuite. I started to get undressed while she go my clothes for me, I peeked through the door to find Valencia muttering to herself while picking out the outfits, I didn't want to disturb her so I just went back into the room and went on my phone. I knew whatever she picked out would look good, I mean look at her outfit today, it looked so fucking good, she looked so sexy in it. After a few minutes she knocked on the door, I opened it and she handed me the first outfit.
