The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(222)

“So, if you were to go out for a walk with them now, would they still be out of your league? You’re probably just as famous.”

He thought about it for a second before he answered.

“I guess fans spending time with their idols will always be overwhelming, but you shouldn’t feel that way with me. Sure, I might get paid doing what I love, but I’m nothing too special. You’d be able to tell that if you spent a day with me.”

A sudden flash of interest flashed into my head, and I didn’t want to miss out on an opportunity to prove someone wrong.

“Well then prove it; I want to see a humble rock star walking around town and being normal. Let’s take a walk around the town and you can photograph all the sights, and I’ll even show you some you won’t see in a travel book. I’ll even be your model for the day,” I said with a sudden surge of boldness and my cutest smile.

I wondered why I said it; it seemed so out of character. Here I was, asking a rockstar out of on date in a rather odd way. I hardly recognized myself.

Aiden looked taken aback, as though he’d never been talked to in such a manner, at least in recent memory. He stood up tall, straightened his shirt, and held out his hand.

“Very well, miss-“

“Lela,” I added.

He nodded.

“Very well, Miss Lela, I have a concert tomorrow evening so we’ll make a morning of it. I’ll send a cab for you in the morning, and you can be my model.”

I took his hand and shook it, my palms were sweating, and that feeling of faintness rushed back to the forefront of my head. I had a date with Aiden.



3.

“You must be joking,” Liddy said in the cab ride home, “you’re going on a date with the lead singer? That’s the best news I’ve ever heard! I’m super jealous.”

She really did like to talk.

“This is perfect! You can get him to set me up with his bassist, that dark hair of his gets me wet all over, Ooh and those muscles are screaming for some lovin’.”

I felt incredibly embarrassed being in the same cab as her; I could tell the driver was getting a good laugh out of it, as well. Thankfully we were near our apartment, and I could do my best to forget my embarrassment.

Dragging Liddy up the stairs, while she continued working her mouth, was a tedious chore. But, I loved her like a sister and wanted nothing but the best for her. So, even after she spent another twenty minutes making sure her stomach was empty; I made sure she found herself asleep in her bed.

I slept lightly that night; my head was alight with the possibility of tomorrow. Aiden seemed much nicer than I thought, he seemed to cultivate a bad boy image, and every girl wanted him, and I didn’t really feel that much different.

It was a short evening before tomorrow, and the sleep I didn’t get was already taking its toll on me. My muscles felt fatigued, and my head was pounding with a headache. Since I was awake before Liddy I thought it best that I make her some food, she always had horrible hangovers after long nights.

The one thing I would say I was good at was multitasking. While preparing the food I also found ample time to put together a bag full of fun outfits to change into if my photographer needed it.

Most of the clothes Liddy had helped me pick out, she knew what looked good on me, not that I lacked fashion sense, but I spent a lot of time in hoodies and leggings. There’s nothing wrong with being comfy, but Liddy always liked playing dress up with me, like I was her private model.

“Morning sleepy,” I said to Liddy as she stumbled out of her room, still wearing the dress she wore last night.

“Ugh,” she managed before plopping down at the table.

I was already handing her the pain medication we kept for just such emergencies.

“I have no idea what I’m doing today.”

She looked up from her bacon and realized that I wouldn’t be here long.

“You’re doing the Aiden thing, today!” she shouted, apparently forgetting for a moment that she had a killer headache.

I nodded.

Liddy sighed and held her head.

“You know, if you don’t talk much to the guy he might just run off and find someone else to play with.”

I giggled, she didn’t know what we were doing today, and then again, neither did I.

My phone rang, there was a taxi waiting for me downstairs. I started getting butterflies while thinking about meeting up with Aiden again.

“Go, GO! And don’t forget to ask about the bassist,” urged Liddy.

I nodded, took my bag full of clothes, and rushed down the stairs. I still felt it necessary to take it a bit slow, as I found myself a bit clumsy in situations like this.

The ride in the taxi was a bit longer than I thought it would be. I lived in an odd neighborhood. It was the furthest area from anywhere really interesting; so we drove downtown towards the more luxurious part of the city.

As we pulled up in the cab, I managed to make out a small gathering of people, huddled in a circle. I had a feeling that my goal was in the middle of the group.

I pressed past a few onlookers before Aiden caught my eye. He was currently taking a few selfies with some jealous fans, who made me feel more than a little uncomfortable.

“Lela!” he managed.

The crowd turned toward me as he waved, beckoning me closer.

“Hey everyone, this is my friend Lela. She’s going to be showing me around town today. Thanks for finding me out and about, just for you guys I’ll have a special signing at the coffee shop just over there in about three hours. Thank you all!”