Hollywood's Golden Boy

Hollywood's Golden Boy

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Felicia By SprinkledHoney Updated Mar 22, 2015

He pushed me against the bookshelf and caged me there with
his arms. There was a hint of playfulness swimming in his eyes."I want to
play a game."


"What?"

He pretended to think about it for a second. When he looked
back at me, I felt butterflies in my stomach at the intensity of his blue eyes.

"Cat and mouse. I'll be the cat, you be the
mouse."

I tried to push him away with no success. "I don't want
to play."

He leaned in closer towards me until his lips were directly
beside my ear. I shivered involuntarily.

"That's too bad."

Alessandra never wanted anything to do with the limelight.
She was content living life in her three bedroom apartment alongside her bubbly
aunt with a job down at the local bookshop. When fate entwines her with
Hollywood's Golden boy she finds it to be a cruel joke. The film industry is
full of nothing but shallow, air-headed bimbos and suave heart-breakers and
Alessandra just so happens to be at the front line ready to mend her broken
heart.

Me: (shouts) Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!!
                              
                              Crowd: (silence with one cricket)
                              
                              Me: no? Not feeling it? Okay...
                              
                              Crowd: (more silence)
                              
                              Me: moo... (Gets up and leaves)
exoticfinn exoticfinn Jan 24, 2015
Ouuuu this is gonna be amazing!! I don't even know what he looks like but I'm squealing