Fake Girlfriend
We arrived at our next destination which was one of the most famous luxury hotels in the city. Hayden parked his car right in front of the hotel lobby’s entrance where a valet dressed in a black suit came to assist Hayden. Without a word, Hayden placed his hand at the small of my back and began guiding me into the hotel.
“Don’t act so nervous…” Hayden whispered closed to my ear.
“It’s not like I can help it…” I whispered back.
How can I not be nervous about this? I felt like I was about to have a mental breakdown or a panic attack at any moment. Everything about this place and this situation made me feel out of place like a fish out of the waters.
“Hayden…I can’t do this…I’m very sorry,” I whispered as I suddenly stopped in my tracks.
“Yes, you can. You look so beautiful tonight, I could mistake you for an angel that came down from the heavens to earth,” Hayden whispered closed my ear.
“You’re so evil…” I hissed. I knew he didn’t quite mean what he said but I couldn’t stop
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