“yeah not really in the mood” she said

“why would you rather go out when we can…” I started then I thought about it “…oh…oh you want to go out and act all couply huh?” I asked her

“maybe…” she replied

“aw…okay then we can go out…”

“even if people take our pictures and stuff since you hit new famedom within the past month?” she asked me

“I could care less if people take our pictures…don’t you want to be in a magazine again?’ I asked her

“uh…harsh” she said getting up then I got up and followed her into her kitchen

“you know…with that voice of yours I can make a few calls” I offered

“I don’t want to get all celebrity and shit” she told me “I don’t want to steal your thunder”

“oh okay” I said being sarcastic and laughing

“but are we going out tonight?” she asked

“uh yeah…let me go change”

“into what? you look fine” she said commenting on my coach flats with my leggings and a vintage retro dress

“can I please go change?” I asked her again

“nope…you look adorable…come on” she said grabbing her purse then she held my hand as we walked out her front door then got into her Porsche and we drove downtown and she parked her car then we got out and we started walking then I took Ashley’s hand in mine and we laced our fingers together “you sure you don’t want to go to a concert?”

“will you sing?” I asked her

“uh…no I don’t think so” she told me

“fine…then no” I told her

“you are…”

“stubborn? I’m aware” I told her smiling then I kissed her cheek then she looked up at a building

“well look at that” she said pointing to a huge billboard “…that’s my girlfriend”

“can we not…” I told her not wanting to look at it

Ever since I landed this huge deal with some company I took off from the journalism dream and went back towards modeling and I booked a Victoria Secret ad, so essentially…my naked body was plastered up alongside a building in downtown LA. I do get noticed here and there…but I don’t focus on the fame, because I’m trying to get Ashley her own…