Chapter 2 Damon's POV

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"Ring, ring,ring"
"Ugh" I groan while sitting up in bed.
I grabbed my phone seeing Sasha is calling me.
"Hello" I say in a tired voice my head hurting a bit from a hangover.
"Your late get your butt up and get down here now!" He yelled at me which made my head ache worse.
"Fine, fine I'm coming" I hang up and get up out of my bed.
Go to the kitchen and grab a bottle of Tylenol out of the cabinet and grabbed some water.
I filled it up and got out three pills for my headache.
I swallowed them down and took the glass of water with me to my room.
I got a shower so Sasha doesn't smell the alcohol on me, even though he probably knows I partied last night.

I got out and put a towel around my waist and went in my walk in closet and got out a pair of black skinny jeans with a black tee shirt.
I styled my hair and brushed my teeth, then grabbed my phone and keys to my Lamborghini. I drank the last of my water and headed to my car.
I got into the red one today instead of the black and head off to this diner.

Once I got there I saw Sasha in the window starting at his phone looking angry as heck, probably because I am late.
I got out and walked in. Of course I got the stares like why would I come to a diner?, I'm a celebrity and I don't think they would come to a diner but Sasha picked the place and why so early?

I went to the table and sat down across from Sasha.
"Your late"
"Sorry I didn't set my alarm"
"Don't be sarcastic with me, did you see the headline lately?"
"No why?"
He sent me a article through text.
'Damon's parting it up and with more hook ups in a week then ever, will he ever get his act straightened out?'

I rolled my eyes at it and thought what's so bad about this? All celebrities do it.
"So?" I said.
"So you look like a bad, party boy who don't give a crap about his career"
"I do but you gotta keep up an image"
"An image of what? Your looking like a complete arrogant  idiot who breaks girls hearts and gets drunk every night"
I was speechless at that. I can't argue I have one night stands and go to parties and get drunk. But that's not how I was, I loved music at first then the spotlight just came and I became this bad boy image with tattoos all over me, wear the image but still looks good.
A girl came over who was wearing a dark green apron. She had medium brown hair which came to her shoulders with hazel eyes, she looked thin but maybe a bit of a tummy but thin.
Definitely not my type.
I looked at her name tag and it says Payson.
"are we ready to order drinks first?" She asked.
"Yes I will take a cup of coffee with water" Sasha replies.
"I'll have a water with coffee also" I said to her while she was writing it down then she walked off.
"Are you going to say anything about this?" Sasha asked me with a disgusted look.
"Sure, it's my image and it seems to be doing alright"
"You've got to be kidding me, what happened to the young boy who loved music and was well behaved?"
"He changed Sasha, people change"
"Not for the worst though Damon and that's what happened you let fame get too in your head"
The waitress came back handing us our drinks then said "Are we ready to order or still need more time?"
"I am ready, are you Damon ?"
"Yeah I'll have the eggs with turkey bacon"
"We have pork bacon but not turkey"
Eww I can't stand pork, and also what does that do for my physical body, becomes fat. No thank you I have to keep my 6 pack going.
"Really you don't have turkey? what service around here" I told her.
You can tell I irritated her because she looks like she wants to say something not so nice to be but she replied with "Yes really and for your information our service is great the coffees hot, food never cold and the chef is amazing, and the people are a great community here"
"fine I'll have whole wheat toast instead" she wrote it down then turned to Sasha.
"I'll have pancakes with sausage" she then walked away after she wrote Sasha's order.

"That was disrespectful of you, where did your respect go also?, you don't give it to nobody"
"It was bad service come on who doesn't have the good food"
"Not all places serve fancy food like you expect they do"
I rolled my eyes and sat back in my seat.
Sasha shook his head and said
"This needs to get fixed, I can't be working with a celebrity who doesn't care if his career falls down the drain, I want new music out, I want this act cleaned up, no more partying, no more one night stands, no more getting drunk, I want a clean slate, I want you to have a steady girlfriend"
"And how can I find a steady girlfriend?"
"Don't know but if you have to fake be with one just until your act gets cleaned up do it"
The waitress came back with our food and set it down then asked "Do you guys need anything else?"
"No" Sasha replied.
Then she walked off.
I dig into my food happy that something was getting into my stomach after this hangover.
"Like look at you Damon your hungover, you look like you got slapped a few times"
That's better than being hit by a truck.

We ate in silence for a while until we were done.
I grabbed my phone and at the corner of my eye I saw our waitress cleaning up and has food on her tray.
I just shrugged it off and went back to my phone putting my foot in the isle a bit.
Then a big crash hit and I looked down at Payson with food all over her from the tray.
I saw Sasha her down and help her out.
You don't have to do that" she said.
"I insist"
Then I saw another girl come over and help her out to clean up the mess.

Once they cleaned it up Sasha got up and the two waitresses walked off. Payson looked more pissed then ever.
"You put your foot out on purpose"
"I didn't even know she was walking by"
He shook his head
Payson came back and handed him the receipt, but Sasha didn't even look at it and handed his card to her.
Then she walked off.
After a minute she came back and handed him his card and Sasha told her
" Thank you for your service the food was good"
"Thank you for helping me pick up the mess"
"My pleasure" he smiled then he got up while I did and walked out.
"Hey Damon" he called out while I was getting my keys out.
"Yeah"
"If this doesn't get fixed in one year, it's over, I am dropping you" Sasha tells me.
"What!!? You can't do that"
"Yes I can, you clean up your act and have a steady girl in the next three months and the press believes it then we'll consider keeping you"
"Fine"
I was about to walk off before
"Oh and Damon I want the waitress to be your steady girl not some other girl you sleep around with"
"No I refuse to get with a low life waitress girl"
"Then the deals off, you either get with her and clean up or we drop you"
I can't be dropped then I will have nothing after that.
So I guess there's only one thing to do.
"Fine but she will be fake"
"I'll get information on her and send it to you by this evening"
I nodded and headed to my car.
"See you Damon" Sasha yelled from his car and got in.
I waved and got in then drove off.


A few hours later:

I came home after and took a nap and woke up an hour ago finally feeling a lot better from the hangover.
I got a text from Sasha of Payson's apartment address and other information I might need.

It's about 7:45 pm so I head over to the street of her apartment in my car and just wait outside for her.
While waiting I get out my pack of cigarettes and light one, then stick it in my mouth.
I see her in the distance still wearing food on her from when i tripped her but I believe she's just clumsy and don't know how to walk.
I called out to her and said "Waitress girl, walking all alone?"
She looked shocked as heck I just chuckled at her. Well this year will be interesting.

Authors note:
Thank you all for checking out this new story, I loved writing this and it's been one of my best and favorite works so far. Chapter three will be posted next week, just wanted to get the first two posted. Share, comment and like this if you like this chapter and till next week!!!

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