Chapter 19 - 𝐡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠 π‘œπ‘“ π½π‘œπ‘¦

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K A I R O

"They fucked!"

"...on my damn couch!" Dream continues explaining the situation that took place between her brother and best friend.

I nod my head at her in understanding and amusement at the story.

The both of us were sat by my kitchen island digging into a tube of vanilla ice cream while Dream filled me in on the gossip.

"I told them that I don't give a fuck what they do with each other just as long as it's not under my roof." She mumbles but loud enough for me to hear.

"What did they say then." I ask her, very intrigued.

"They said they weren't expecting me to be supportive of their relationship...like the fuck is that supposed to mean...I'm a very chill person right?"

I look at her and cock an eyebrow up.

"I said I'm a very chill person right?" She snaps at me.

"Yes Amour, you're the chillest person ever." I say not wanting to agitate her more due to period hormones.

"I'm so sorry baby I didn't mean to be mean to you." She says as her eyes begin to tear up.

I don't even react to her bipolar state as I'd already grown used to it every time it was that time of the month.

"It's fine princess." I say and wipe her tear drop with my thumb.

"Anyways I'm happy again and very hungry I want foooodddd." She drags out, pouting up at me with puppy dog eyes.

I hold back a laugh and kiss her pout before grabbing my phone to get my girl some food.

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D R E A M

"Hmm nope, bring it over here." I instruct one of the staff, as I hold my clip board and pen in deep thought.

I may or may not have forgot to mention that I'm having my first very own fashion show here in Manhattan in 3 days.

I'd been working towards this moment my entire life and now that's it's truly happening it doesn't feel real.

All my hard work was actually paying off and I thank myself for my resilience and ability to push through for my success.

So here I am dictating an entire fashion show instructing people where to put things as the models practice walking down the runway wearing my brand.

Oh I'm big boy successful.

Kairo had been extremely helpful in all shapes and forms. He had tried to lay for everything but I insisted on my own achievements coming out of my own pocket.

I flinch and snap back to Earth at the high pitch sound of someone clearing their throat.

How the fuck do you clear your throat in high pitch?

I turn around and wished I was surprised at the sight of the person in front of me.

It was that bitch Stella, the one who had put her snakey lips on Kai in Paris.

Again, I'm not surprised considering I'm having a fashion show with infamous models from all labels and companies.

Her being here wouldn't budge me one bit. At the end of the day, at this current moment she worked for me.

"So you think you're all that just because you have one stupid little fashion show." She sneers, dropping the facade.

"I don't think that's a way to speak to your current boss." I say, faking concern intentionally trying to hit a nerve.

She laughs spitefully. "Boss? Me being here is a fucking favour for you."

"So you would be doing me an actual favour my taking your lil skampy ass out this building."

She's clearly taken back as there's a moment of silence as she contemplated what to say next.

"How's Kairo doing?" She finally asks with a stupid smirk plastered on her face as she twirls her brown waves with a finger.

I tense up at the feeling of someone slipping their arms around my waist and nuzzling their face into my neck, but relax at the familiar scent of Kai.

I watch as Stella's jaw ticks, indicating her teeth gritting.

"My girlfriend and I are doing just fine." I hear Kairo mumble from behind me.

I see her try to internally calm herself down "So you really gave up everything we could've had for this...this woman!"

This hoe really delusional.

"For my woman and I would give up everything else for the same woman." Kai defends, his arms still very much snaked around my waist.

"This is the part where you excuse yourself to avoid any further embarrassment." I add on

I watch as she screeches before storming off to God knows where.

I turn around to face Kai and put my hands flat on his chest.

"That bitch crazy but ima keep her around so I can get this cheque." I mumble, fiddling with his chain.

I smile as he throws his head back in laughter at my words.

"Priorities I see." He jokes along with me.

He smile against his lips as he plants a gentle kiss on them.

"Alright, alright go away now you're distracting me at work." I giggle as he plants more kisses on my lips.

"I was just stopping by to see my girl." He says in between kisses.

"You've seen her now shoo." I shoo him away still smiling.

He sighs before detaching himself from me.

"I'm picking you up, call me when you finish."

"mhmm."I mumble as he gives me a final kiss.

I swoon as I watch his retreating figure, and that ass as he takes each step.

I turn around and see Milan walking towards me.

I hadn't seen her since ya know, but there was obviously no way I was going to orchestrate an entire fashion show without my assistant and best friend.

"Hey..." She trails off awkwardly.

"Oh my gosh Milan, you don't have to be so awkward I already told you I don't give a shit what goes on between you and my brother just keep it off my couch!"

We both erupt in laughter.

Our laugh turns into comfortable silence as the both of stare into the distance.

I watch as staff come in and out of the runway show room with equipment.

Chairs are being set around by the runway as lighting is being altered all around me.

I look at Milan and find her deep thought "What are you thinking about Lani?" I question looking the same direction as her.

"Just about how far we've come." She says, still not looking at me.

"We went from stitching clothes and selling them out of my trunk after school to selling out fashion shows." I continue

Milan has been my day 1, my achievements are our achievements. We did everything together.

"Dream, you know I love you right?" She asks, finally looking at me.

"Yes." I say furrowing my eyebrows.

"And you love me right?" She continues as her eyes begin to get glossy.

"Of course." I say, fully facing her in concern.

"What's wrong Milan." I question as I see a tear roll down her cheek.

"I-.."

"I'm pregnant."

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Authors note

I hope this was worth the wait hehe

-deeπŸ’•

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