(Jacob’s POV)
Nightfall came and I was in club Raw, lounging on a couch in a corner. The club was absolutely hot and happening and it was crammed with celebrities. I didn’t feel too happy, being surrounded by them, but I was expected to make an appearance. I hoped that Linda would come, but as time went by that hope faded. I was also wondering about what her ties were to Jack’s PA, of whom I still didn’t get his name. Were they lovers? Thinking about that made me feel weird. I felt like I wanted Linda all to myself. Which was weird, because what did I actually know about her? I knew she worked as a secretary for Jack and that today was her first day. I threw back the last of my beer, threw a tip on the table and got up, deciding to call it a night for tonight. But when I turned towards the exit, there I saw her. She looked stunning in a tight, thigh-length black dress and high heels. Her hair was down and had beautiful curls. With her was Jack’s PA. I felt jealous as I glared at him. But I couldn’t leave, now that Linda had arrived. I felt the need to stay, whether he was her boyfriend or not. So I walked back to the couch I was lounging on and sat back down, ordering another beer. I watched Linda and Mr. PA as they made their way to the bar and ordered drinks. He whispered something in her ear and she laughed and slapped him playfully. She took a sip from her drink and looked around the dance floor. Then the music switched and a new song from Britney Spears played. She put her drink down and pulled him onto the dance floor. She was shaking her hips and swaying to the beat of the song. Hey over there Please forgive me, If I’m coming on too strong, Hate to stare, but you’re winning, and they’re playing my favorite song. She looked so hot, running her hands over her body. PA dude stood behind her and danced with her. If I said my heart was beating loud, If we could escape the crowd somehow. If I said I want your body now, Would you hold it against me? A dirty smirk appeared on my face. I couldn’t help it, she was so hot. No I wouldn’t hold it against you… My thoughts of my hands running up and down her body were brutally disturbed by the loud greeting of my friend Leon. “Dude! Great club huh?” he shouted in my ear as he flopped down on the couch. I nodded, still staring at Linda. He grinned, following the line of my gaze, “She’s hot! Who is she?” I looked at him and I knew in an instance that I had to kill his dream right there and then. He was cool to hang with, but with women, he was a bastard. He only dated models, because he lacked the ability to have an intelligent conversation and rather showed off with his hot girlfriends. “She works as Jack’s new secretary!” I shouted in his ear. His face fell, “Are you sure? I could have sworn she was a model or something!” I shook my head, “Nope, no model.” “Alright, you have her then! If you can peel her loose from her boyfriend!” he said, patting my shoulder before he took off to hunt some famous models. Boyfriend? So he thinks that PA guy is her boyfriend? I still wasn’t too sure, but I began to lose hope. My eyes tracked back to the dance floor. I was wondering what to do. Hoping for a sign that would let me know whether she was actually involved with him or that I had it all wrong. I had to know, and so when I saw him walk over to the bar to get them some drinks, I decided I had to go and try to figure out just what their ties were.
(Peter’s POV)
I was actually enjoying myself and it had been such a long time! I looked at Linda and she was enjoying herself too. I smiled and shouted in her ear that I was going to get us another drink. She nodded and kept on dancing, heating up the dance floor. I made my way through the crowd and leaned against the bar, being my fabulous self. When I had drawn the cute waiter’s attention and placed my order, I turned around and there he was. Mr. Jacob Black, every teenage girl’s dream. I nodded at him politely, “Good evening, great club, isn’t it? My name is Peter!” I said, extending my hand. He nodded and shook my hand, “Hi Peter. Yeah, it’s pretty awesome, so how do you like Hollywood so far?” “Oh I love it! It’s absolutely fabulous!” I watched his eyes shifting before they moved back to me again. “Can I ask you a question?” he then carefully asked. I was stunned, I didn’t expect me knowing something he wanted to know. “Sure, ask away!” I answered. He leaned in a bit closer to me, “What exactly is your bond to Linda?” My face lit up, “Well, we’re soul mates! We’ve been together for like forever! And I just love her to pieces!” I watched his face fall and before he made his way back to his table he thanked me for my honesty. I was actually pretty confused by his reaction, and when I looked over at his table, he sat there, looking at Linda with a tortured look on his face. I shrugged and took our drinks back to Linda. I’d have to tell her about this strange meeting with Mr. Black later. When I returned to Linda on the dance floor and handed her a drink, she leaned into me and shouted in my ear, “I think you have an admirer!” I cocked an eyebrow at her and then she nodded in the direction of the bar. I saw the cute waiter watching me intently. I smiled at him and gave him a little wave before I turned back to Linda and raised my glass to toast. “To the fabulous life!” we shouted almost in sync. She sipped her cocktail and over her shoulder I saw the still tortured face of Jacob Black watching her. Linda followed my gaze and turned around. She turned back to face me and shouted, “Why is he looking at me like that?” I shrugged, “I don’t know! You should go and ask him!” Linda waved that suggestion away in an instant. She felt like she wasn’t good enough to mingle with the real celebrities. I knew her too well. We spent the rest of the night drinking cocktails, dancing, I flirted with the cute waiter and Jacob kept on looking at Linda with the same look on his face.
(Linda’s POV)
Later that night, when Peter and I got into a taxi to go home he put his hand on my arm, “Honey, I have to tell about something weird that happened earlier this evening.” I nodded and urged him to tell me. “When I was ordering drinks, Jacob Black walked over to me and started with a little small talk, but soon enough he asked me about our relationship,” he started shakily. I nodded, “And?” “Well, of course I told him how I feel about you, how we’re like soul mates and we have been together for like forever!” I smiled, because it was true, “So what’s so weird about that?” Peter swallowed, “When I told him that, his face fell and he went to sit at his table with that look on his face. The look he had for the rest of the night. I think he has taken interest in you and… Oh my God!” He put his hand in front of his mouth and looked shocked. “What?!” I asked him, looking a bit puzzled. “I’m such an idiot! He must think we’re a couple! That’s why he looked so disappointed!” he exclaimed. I shrugged, “Yeah, straight men wouldn’t recognize a gay man if he bitch-slapped them in the face. But what’s the problem?” I said. “Well, if he really has taken interest in you, he must feel like he was kicked in the guts when I told him about us. Let me set it straight for you!” he nearly begged me. “Are you crazy? There’s no way a man like Jacob Black is really, seriously interested in me! He can do like, so much better!” I concluded. “But-“ Peter started. “No, end of discussion! Tomorrow we’re going back to work and act like normal people again.” I cut him off. Peter hung his head. “So… Tell me about the cute waiter,” I asked to change the subject. Peter’s face lit up and started telling about the flirting game and the free drinks that were shoved in his direction. It was so cute it made me giggle. But it also made me think of how I used to be. Peter let go easier than I did. He allowed himself to be happy again, where I stayed behind and punished myself. I shook my head to get rid of the memories that started to boil in my head. I locked those away when I started my new life, and I wasn’t going to let them get out. When we got home, we smoked a quick cigarette on the balcony before we took turns in the shower and collapsed to our bed. Tink was so happy to see me again and Ben and Jerry were barking excitedly as they jumped around on Peter’s bed. But when we flicked the light switches, we both sank to sleep in no time. We were both a bit too intoxicated with all the cocktails we had that night. But it was a great night.
(Jacob’s POV)
After I left the club, I got in the limo and told my driver to take me home. He looked at me in the rearview mirror. “You seem troubled sir, is something wrong?” I rubbed the back of my neck, “Yeah actually there is, Michael.” He looked at me giving me the ‘shoot’ look and I started, “There’s this girl I am very attracted to. She was at the club tonight and she was with the guy she’s always with. To clarify their relationship I asked him straight forward what their ties were and he told me they’re soul mates and how he loves her to pieces.” Michael cocked an eyebrow at me, “That’s not that much of a problem is it Sir? Nothing lost, nothing gained, and there’s plenty of beautiful girls to go by.” I nodded, “There is a problem though, I want her even more now!” I hated myself for wanting another man’s girlfriend, but I guess it was in my nature to want the impossible. I wanted normalcy being a world famous actor. How would I ever achieve that? Now I wanted a breathtakingly beautiful secretary and she’s already with someone. What the hell was wrong with me? “Just take me home, Michael,” I pleaded as he opened his mouth to say more. He nodded and turned back to the steering wheel. When I arrived home, I took a quick shower and crawled in my freshly made bed. I loved how my house was clean when I got home. That’s the upside of being rich and famous, you can afford a driver, housekeeper, bodyguard… But the down side is that you never really know who your true friends are, or if you even have a true friend at all. I sank to sleep and Linda came to me, haunting my dreams.
