thanks. Could you do me a favour?”
“Depends
what it is.”
“Could you
keep it between the two of us? Dad and Jake aren’t used to me going out with
people. They might insist on escorting us and that’ll just be humiliating for
the both of us.”
“Err ok.”
“I’m not a
freak or anything, I promise. So I’ll see you later.”
Chapter Five
Kaitlyn
I couldn’t
believe I’d actually asked Jamie out. I hadn’t meant to do it either. It just
sort of came out while he was giving me his number. I know he was being made to
babysit me but I was comfortable with him and that didn’t often happen. I
didn’t feel the need to constantly check my scarf or have somebody close by.
Recently I was becoming more relaxed in some environments, but not anywhere as
near as I used to be. I was always best with Jake or Dad around but now Aaron
was fine as well. I had spent some time alone with Wayne but only because I
trusted Aaron and he trusted him. Wayne was told minimal details about me, and
seemed content with that. He didn’t try to coax me into conversations about me,
only about my music. He also knew that if I freaked, I’d break my contract so
he kept everyone else at a distance. If I was working with someone, he always
checked I was alright with it and he double checked anytime he had to leave me
alone. I knew Wayne had some idea of my past, but it didn’t bother me that he knew.
That was the perk of being his star; he was always trying to keep me happy.
It was
different with Jamie. He wasn’t trying to impress me all the time, he was just
being himself. He was so different to how I expected him to be, I was happy to
be me with him and not anybody I usually pretended to be. That’s what I was
thinking about when I asked him to show me around. That I would be able to go
out with him and not need anyone else. It was refreshing. However, I also
embarrassed myself. Firstly, he seemed hesitant, and that’s never a good sign.
Secondly, I didn’t just agree to go out with a guy, I asked out Jamie Stark.
The Jamie Stark. A Hollywood Heartthrob who admitted to the nation, while I was
next to him, that he never wanted a girlfriend. It’s not that I wanted to be
his girlfriend; I just want the chance to have a chance with him. I don’t ask
people out and the last date I had, was last year with a colleague from the
café, and even then I couldn’t take it any further because I couldn’t bring
myself to tell him the truth. Sometimes being Kaitlyn Fox sucks.
I looked at
the alarm clock next to me. It was two in the morning, and I had slept for
nearly twelve hours. I quickly checked the suite to see if Dad had was asleep
then brought my guitar to my bedroom. I played quietly, rewriting my new song
and practising the others.
My bedside
table vibrated, making me jump mid-song. Who would text me at this hour? It was
just rude, I could have been asleep.
Mr Smith-
Hey, its Mr Smith, but you can call me Romeo. Are you awake?
Me-
Romeo?
Mr Smith-
Secret messages in the middle of the night. Secret date, you know the story.
Juliette how’s the acting going?
Me- You
know they both die in the end, right?
Mr Smith-
Damn, you ruined the ending.
Me- So
you plan on us dying? Cheerful date, that’ll be.
Mr Smith-
So we’ve got a date huh?
Me- I
thought Romeo went out with Juliette? True love and all.
Mr Smith-
We have true love! And here’s me without having had a girlfriend.
Me-
Ha-ha. You really think your funny don’t you? But never?
Mr Smith-
I’ve been told so :P and when I was 14, and I swear you were on the show with
me!
Me- Hey.
That’s my line.
Mr Smith-
Lover’s tiff already, we’ve come so far.
Me- …
Mr Smith-
So when did you want to go out? I was thinking possibly sat.
Me- Can’t
do sat, Jake’s flying over. Next week?
Mr Smith-
I’m filming Monday and Tuesday.
Me- I’m
filming Tuesday L . Weds?
Mr Smith-
I can do weds, but early morning is better. Cheer up, you’ll put my