The Best Friend's Contract

"Right... but why are you here in Dallas?" She asks, wanting to know.

"My parents want to celebrate their anniversary here. They're throwing a party tomorrow night. Feel free to come," He replies.

"I'd love to come but I have a date, tomorrow. It's kind of like a first date so, I'm pretty excited about it but we'll see, if I can make it, I'll be sure to see you there." She smiles, placing her hand on his shoulder while I look like I'm third-wheeling but as she turns to smile at me, "It was nice meeting you, Kenna."

"Likewise," I reply as she walks away.

"Let me guess, she has two sisters named June and July?" I raise an eyebrow at Aidan as he bursts out laughing; immediately grabbing people's attention but he doesn't seem to mind that, much.

"No... she's an only child but sure, why not if they're named June and July? Might as well take August with," He smirks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we walk side to side, heading towards the different aisle.

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We place the groceries in the truck before walking towards the nearest café, the smell of coffee and butter overwhelming my senses. My eyes wander around to see people having their breakfast here, chatting away rather than being busy with their smartphones like in New York; everyone would be holding their phones and communicate through there which is a lil' bit rude, if you ask me.

You ask someone out for breakfast, lunch, brunch or dinner but you end up playing with your phone; then, what's the point?

"There's an empty table," Aidan gestures for me to follow behind him as he grabs onto my hand, passing through the amount of people.

"May I take your order?" A woman walks by as she looks down on her notepad before gazing up to Aidan and I but as soon as she does, her eyes widen in surprise at the sight of him, "You're Aidan Ashton!" She exclaims, causing the whole café to grow silent. Aidan clears his throat, "Excuse me?"

"I'm so sorry but I notice you from the internet. I also follow you on Instagram, you are by far the most successful man in New York; I mean, the youngest man to be as successful as you. You're actually my inspiration," She smiles, widely. "That's good to hear," He looks at me with a confused look, not really knowing what to say. "I'm just handling my family business... it's not like I'm the founder or anything,"

"But you have made it more successful than before. By the way, my name is Rosie. Can I take a picture with you? If you don't mind," Her cheeks are slowly turning red as she tries to calm herself down while I stare at them as if I'm not even here. "Sure," Aidan replies with a smile as she takes out her phone, giving it to me. "By the way, this is my wife, Kenna." He introduces me, trying to cheer me up than just faking a wide smile with wide eyes, hard not to burst into sarcastic explosions. "Cool. So, can you take our picture?" She continues to urge me on taking their picture so I grab onto her phone, slowly zooming in to her face before clicking a couple of times.

"Oops, one more." I grin as I zoom out, taking a proper picture of them; mostly liking how Aidan looks extremely attractive but I also find him looking at me instead of staring at the camera which causes me to clear my throat before handing back her phone. "Thanks!" Rosie says with a wide grin before turning to Aidan, "I just want to say that you're by far the best thing that has ever happened to the world. You are an inspiration to me and I'm sure to others, too. Can I be a lil' bit honest with you?" She asks. Aidan chuckles, "Sure. Why not?"

"I started following you on

Instagram because you are very handsome. Everything about you screams perfection, your hair, your face, your lips and even your voice So...I started stalking you everyday and then I realised that you're the CEO of Empire and thad to make you my inspiration. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear while I keep on repeating the same word on the menu before placing it on the table, looking up at Rosie; our supposed to be waitress for the day but she's more interested in Aidan.

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"Thank you, Rosie." He replies, shortly; trying to find the words on trying to make her leave as she continues to talk about how he has made her go on with life when she feels down, he has been an inspiration but mostly because he's handsome. "So, Rosie... I'd like to order," I say which catches her attention.

"Can you give me a sec?" Rosie says without even looking at me as she continues to mumble on and on and on, nonstop.

Just as my anger starts to boil, I

immediately stand up as I slam both

of my palms on the table. Everyone in the café starts to look at me including Aidan and Rosie; surprised at my sudden action. Slowly, my lips curve up into a smile, "Look, Rosie, the reason why I'm here with my

'husband is because we want toet

have breakfast together and when a waiter or a waitress comes to our table, we would like to order instead of listening to you going on and on about how amazing he is because for god's sake, Rosie, I know how amazing my husband is and he knows how fucking amazing he is. You have got to stop reminding him of something he knows because you're annoying me and you're also annoying him. You've got a picture taken and you've got a chance to talk to him but now I'd like to order some food so I can get the hell out of here!" I say while I said the words husband and like a little bit louder than intentional.

Aidan looks up at me in surprise but slowly, his lips begin to curve up into a smile before chuckling.

I sit down but the people won't stop

looking at me as I try my best to control my emotions from going all over the place. Rosie, on the other hand, has been dead silent ever since stood up. She has her left hand holding onto her notepad and her right hand holding onto her phone, her eyes never leaving me.

"I... I don't know what to say," Rosie mutters.

"How about you start by taking our order?" I ask, pointing at the menu before smiling.

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"You were bold," Aidan chuckles as we both walk side by side after leaving the café, "I've got to admit... I didn't expect you to burst out like that." He adds, bumping onto my arm, purposely.

"Well, she annoys the hell out of me. What was I supposed to do? Sit quietly and wait for her to finish talking because by the looks of it, she wasn't going to stop." I reply with a smirk, not really expecting him to find it funny because it's more likely embarrassing.

Aidan surprises me by grabbing onto my wrist, causing me to stop as he stares onto the glass window by the shop. I follow his gaze, reading:

It's a flyer, promoting a funfair tonight which causes Aidan to smile, instantly letting me know that he has plans for tonight and it has got to do with the damn funfair but I don't mind.

As long as it doesn't involve obsessed fans.