"Be kind. That's how you kill the monsters."
-L.z
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Bailey Jones.
LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA

"What time you are coming home tonight?" Asked Shawn as I took a sip of my water. "Late." I said. "I'm seeing Michael." I added

"Michael?" He asked. "Who the fuck is Michael?" He said getting angry. Damn.

"He's an employee." I answered as Shawn sighed. "So, you think you can go and meet him while I wait at home?" He asked

I nodded. "Yes, I can. Your my fiancé but you don't control me, Shawn." I said as he sighed, again.

"I know but please don't go. What if he flirts with you or something like that?" He said as I started to laugh. "Why are you laughing?"

"Because, Shawn, he's gay." I sait as he opened his eyes wide. "Fuck." He added as I laughed louder.

"You can go, I guess." He said as I reached for his hand and took it. "I love you."

"I love you." He replied softly. "So, how was your morning?" He asked as I shrugged.

"It was okay, I asked Em..." I said as he nodded. "She said, she's going to think about it, what if she says no?" I said as he frowned.

"Babe, we will visit her and she will visit us." He told me as I bit my lip. I really wanted her to come with me. "I know you want her to come but what if she love here?"

"I know, she loves here but I think she will be better in Toronto...With me." I added as he kissed my forehead.

"Let her think." He told me as I nodded.

We continued to eat dinner quietly, he drove me back to my office and went back to his. I was stressed, what if Emily didn't come with me? What if she said no? She always been the first to help me with Brooke and I will be forever thankful for her. The fact was that I needed her to leave with me, I needed her to be by my side because I was sure that it was where she belongs.

"Are you okay?" Asked a voice behind me. Michael. "I am, don't worry." I answered.

"Do you know where's Emily?" I asked to him as he showed me my office, I walked in and sat. "You like here, don't you?" I asked as she looked up.

"I do, yeah." She said quietly. "Are you okay, Bails? It looks like you cried." She added as I shrugged lightly and fought back the tears. Fuck the hormones. 

"I cried." I said as she frowned and put the papers down. "I want you to leave with me, Em. I know this is selfish but I need you by my side." I told her as she frowned, again. Why the fuck was everyone frowning today? Was I hard to understand?

"Why?" She asked. "Why do you need me there?" Was that not obvious? Fuck, you are my best friend.

"I feel like it's where you belong to. With me." I said, now that I said it it sounds so selfish. "And you're my best friend."

She smiled softly and brought her hand to my cheek, and dried my tears with the pad of her thumb. "Bails, I will think about it. I promise to you." She smiled to me as I nodded.

"I should go. I have a meeting with Michael." I said as she laughed. "Michael?" She asked.

"Yeah, he's nice." I smiled and left the office. "Ready?" Asked Michael behind me as I nodded.

"Is that okay if I come with you? I didn't drive today, Shawn did." I asked as he laughed and nodded.

We walked to his car, I stopped and stared at his car. Fuck, was he really driving this baby? An Ashton Martin DB11. Did I pay my employees that good? God.

"Are you coming or not?" He laughed at my face.

"Michael, don't tell Shawn but I think I'm in love." I said as he frowned. "What do you mean?" He asked as I sighed.

"Your car, dude! She's fucking beautiful and must have cost a fortune!" I yelled making him laugh, I realized how much I missed having friends.

"Cool, uh?" He said as I nodded. "I work a lot." He told me

I laughed. "Do I pay you that good, Michael?" I asked as he laughed along with me.

"I guess it's not that bad." He told me as I gasped. "Not that bad? Look at your car." I thought I was going to talk about his car, all night.

He laughed and turned on the radio, I watched the window as he drove to a bar/restaurant in Los Angeles. Great thing, I never came here. I walked out of the car and followed him, once we got in, we sat and ordered.

"So, you're still with Thomas?" I asked as I restes my head on the palm of my hand.

He nodded. "Yeah, he's the love of my life." He answered. "Shit, that sounded cheesy as fuck girl." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah I got you." I answered as he smiled. "How is he? I never saw him." I said as he gasped and grabbed his phone. A second later, he was showing me his lover. A fucking model. Dark hair, blue eyes, jaw structured and a body, oh my god.

"If he wasn't gay, engaged or not I'll fuck him." I said to him and laugh, he gasped but laughed with me. "Wait..Engaged?" He asked. Fuck.

I smiled shyly. "Yeah, engaged since Christmas." I answered as he grinned. "Stop looking at me like that, you creep." I added as he chuckled.

"So, let me resume everything. You're pregnant, you're engaged and you're moving to Toronto." He said. I understood him, it was hard to wrap your mind around all of those informations. "Fuck, Bailey Jones you are something else."

"So are you Michael." I took a sip of my drink and smiled at him. "You know, I don't really know why we stopped being friends." I said to him as he shrugged.

"I don't know, you were pretty busy with your industry and look at you now! One of the richest woman in the world." He yelled as I shut him up. "I truly missed you, you're like the best friend I could ask for." He said making me smile, he took a deep breath and continued. "You were always here for helping me about my shitty boyfriends but now I have Thomas and you're back in my life." He added. Gosh, Was he already drunk? Still cute tho.

"I missed you too Michael. I wish we would have stayed friends, my daughter would loved you." I said to him as he smiled slyly.

"I could still meet her." He remarked. "I guess you could." I smiled. I couldn't stop smiling today and it felt amazing.

"You know what?" I said to him as he shook his head. "You will meet her, promise." I added as he clapped his hands together.

We were now talking for three hours. "I should really go back home." I said to him as he agreed. "Damn, yeah." He exclaimed.

Michael drove to my house and parked the car in front of the gate. I kissed his cheek and smiled to him. "Thanks for the best night." I said to him as he nodded.

"Thanks for accepting." He said smiling. "Have a goodnight, Bailey. See you tomorrow." He told me as I nodded.

"It's Bails for you. You're my friend, Michael." I answered as he smiled widely and left.

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Long ass part lmaoooo.

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