THE ONE (An Amourshipping Story)//Completed

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Britain...Never been here before, but I've heard a lot about this place from Ash, Miss Brown, My team and I just arrived at Heathrow Airport and It's fucking crowded, I couldn't even look at it properly, Although I think Miss Brown likes this place a lot, She always gushed over Bringing me here with her, And she's basically dragging me around and all our colleagues are paying their condolences to my poor feet and Hands, Fucking bastards,

But my sweet torture ended when I saw him, Though the fact that other women were also ogling at him was making my blood boil, He was mine and mine alone, I'm not possessive but he's mine and I don't share.

I did, however, hear a snicker, I turned my head towards Miss Brown and her eyes now travelled from my eyes to our hands, To say I was embarrassed would be a massive understatement, I was crushing Her hand, fvcking Christ this guy makes me go in-fvcking-sane.

 

I nervously pull my hands and she just rolls her eyes as we walk towards Ash, I knew that Delia asked Ash to come and pick the both of us up from the airport, the others were gonna be transported to Their respective accommodation's at the venue and Office in groups of 4, There are 2 teams, Excluding both Miss Brown and I, I was the head of this event, My first solo event whilst working with Miss Brown, She was just here for supervising me for my first major project and Shopping, Which is why she  basically demanded Ash to lend her a car from his collection for her to go around whilst here,

Well, of course, she chose his Ferrari F8 Spyder, I would have personally gone for the Custom made Rolls Royce's or Bentleys, He's got too many of them, In fact, he's leaning on his Black Flying Spur, he told me about that one once, It's got a sick looking interior, oops, I'm going off a topic, Yeah I'm angry, Oh yes I'm Angry and embarrassed. Fuck, This is gonna take a toll on my Mental Health, Seems like the cause of depletion of my mental health for the past 8 years remains to be the same Ashton Anderson Ketchum.

He doesn't look like A Multi-Billionaire Business Man at the moment though, He looks more like A Runway model, A hot one at that, The ones who would walk for Armani, Balenciaga and Calvin Klein, Oh Bad. Bad Serena. Don't get horny now, For Fucks sake.

I woke towards him and he looks at me and Grins, I too do so, Its quite literally impossible to not, He's a closed-off person and If he can open this much up to me then I'm lucky enough. He was dressed in Dress Slacks and a Black Full sleeve Turtleneck shirt that fit him a bit too well, He's also wearing Jordan's. Like I said. Runway Model.

He helped me put the luggage in the Trunk before going to Miss Brown, For whatever she called him for, I do think that she won't rat me out, She wouldn't, right?

Now I'm getting paranoid, This is the future boys and Girls, Serena Yvonne, Crazy. Psycho lady with voices in her head.

I got inside and Listened to what was playing on the Speakers, There was no visible screen but by now I know that Ash keeps the centre screen hidden, so I press the button, His almost 6000 Song Spotify playlist is now playing Pikachu, By THE KID LAROI, it sounds incredibly well as he gets in the car and we drive off, The other teams Have a British Racing Green Velar and a White Cayenne Turbo S e-hybrid.

We drive along the City, I knew that we were going to His place, Well His family place, The Anderson Part of their Family, He's talked so much about his Aunts and Cousins and All, I do however know that his three dogs are also here but in His Lakeside House, That's where we are going, Now that you're bloody confused let me explain,

Okay so the Anderson's Own a large Manor, okay large in an understated way to say it, That thing could give the Queen a run for her money if she could run, i.e. so inside this property there's the Main Mansion where the Oldest people live, And everyone can go there for meals or They could stay there or whatever, Then there's uncles and Aunts who own Mansions in the area, Then There's Ash's House and Garage that is located a bit farther away, Near a lake, From the pictures I have seen it's very Rustic feeling and Comfy and Cozy and just the right size, It's also very natural looking in between the woods,

I don't know how I'm going to control myself around him though, I do have years of pent up repression on the Dense Ass asshole. The whole property was Guarded and Gated with walls, I guess when you have a family as influential as Theirs with that many high profile people.

Ash took me towards the main mansion where his Grandparents lived, "Why are you getting rid of me over here?" I ask, "I haven't had people other than me and the rascals in years, So yeah, I asked Vic to get some things I'm just gonna check on that. So you stay here, I'll get ya later" He said showed the peace sigh and left leaving me with just my phone and bag, Idiot.

I knew Vic, He was the head of Teals Interior Design team, He's the one who's handling all of the work to organise the Fashion Show and The Afterparty, I know that even though It's an invite-only event there's gonna be a lot of people, Mainly because Of the Fact that What Already was one of the best Designer Brands is now expanding worldwide, That too under what is deemed the Empire of The Century, is no small feat, in fact, the only other reason as to why this is an invite-only event also remains to be my inexperience in handling crowds of people,

I make my way towards the door, As I open the door, I'm surprised to see Tessa, Haven't seen her in a while, She's been busy around London I guess? "Hey Tess" I greeted joyfully. She's just like him, Except a bit of hell more Sarcastic and Short-tempered, But she's chill with me, "Hey Serry How's the doofus treetin ya?" I couldn't help but think of that in two ways, I smiled and told her something but I was disappointed, to say the least inside,

I've been trying. But he's not reciprocating, It's like the good ol' High school days, Note the fvcking sarcasm, Except for the fact he's at least not all that cold and closed off,

Ooh boy, I do hope living with him in the same house can do something about us. Because I feel dead on the inside trying.