The Arrangement

Cassie Morris is an aspiring actress, though she struggles to land a successful role. After another failed audition, the role of a lifetime falls into her life. Does she seize the opportunity, finally achieve her lifelong dream even if it goes against every moral she's ever held herself to? Can she handle being attached at the hip to someone she despises?


15. I'll Get You Back

I was thankful for my day to finally come to an end at 5. It had been a long day at Big Joe's, and I wanted nothing more than to wash the smell of grease and alcohol off of me, and climb into bed for some Netflix binging.


“Have a good night!” Joe called out as I walked out the front door, earning just a tired wave from me in return. I felt my phone buzz as I climbed into my car and cranked the engine.


Justin: what are you up to tonight?


I sighed as I stared at the screen; I wasn't sure if I could handle another 'event’ with him tonight, I was just too tired. But finally I typed out a response.


Me: just got off work, going home. what's up?


As usual, I didn't have to wait too long for a response.


Justin: wrapping up a Klein shoot. how does take-out and Netflix sound?


I stared at his text for a few moments, totally taken aback. It was like he had read my mind, because in this moment, that sounded like pure bliss. I was also wondering what the hell had changed between us? For whatever reason, he was being surprisingly nice to me all day. Was he just in a good mood? When would he totally flip a switch, and turn into a total ass?


Even though I was tempted to say no to his offer, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was nervous to see how a millionaire would handle hanging out in a shabby apartment. Had Nancy not been working tonight, I most definitely would have said no. I couldn't imagine bringing Justin home to meet her.


Me: sounds good. 7 at my place?


Justin: don't you have a roommate?


A mischievous grin spread across my lips as I typed out a flirty response; he has his fun teasing and messing with me, but now it's my turn.


Me: she's working late. we'll have the place to ourselves ;)




For the first time in a long time, I felt nervous as I pulled up to Cassie's apartment complex. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been nervous before a date. Although this was just take out and Netflix, I wasn't sure if it even justified as a date. As we texted back and forth all day, she'd been sending me flirty signals, like she wanted to hook up, although she'd already said it wouldn't ever happen. Maybe she'd finally changed her mind. And even though she annoyed the hell out of me, she was still hot as fuck. I could at least be getting laid out of this whole arrangement.


I walked up the apartment stairs with an extra-large pizza box in hand. I pulled my hood over my head hoping I wouldn't get stopped. I gave Cassie's door three quick knocks, and waited.


After a moment, the door opened to reveal Cassie smiling up at me. I stepped closer, a coy smile forming on my lips as I looked her up and down. She was wearing a pair of high waisted leggings with a baggy cropped sweatshirt, and fuzzy socks. She must have showered recently because her hair fell in thick damp curls down to her lower back. Fuck, she looked good.


“Hey,” she said sweetly as she smiled up at me. “Come on in.” She stepped aside, pulling the door open wide. I walked in towards the tiny living room and set the pizza box down on the table. “Actually,” she cut in, grabbing my attention before I took a seat, “I figured we could hang out in my room. Ya know, in case the roommate comes home early,” she added with an awkward laugh.


“Right,” I agreed with a smirk. I wasn't sure if she was actually concerned with her roommate coming home, but I didn't argue.


“Did you want a drink first?” she asked as she gestured to the fridge, batting her lashes innocently at me.


“Sure,” I said. “Beer if you got it.”


She gave me a sweet, satisfied grin. “Comin’ right up.” She turned quickly on her heels as she headed for the kitchen, her ass bouncing with every step. I watched as she pulled the refrigerator door open, and quickly grabbed two bottles of beer before shutting the door behind herself. “I hope Sweetwater is okay, it's all I have,” she told me as I followed her to the bedroom, pizza box in my hand once again.


“That's fine,” I told her as I shut the bedroom door behind  us, not really giving a shit. The last thing on my mind was what kind of beer I was drinking.


“So,” she sighed with a smile as she plopped down on the bed, crossing her feet beneath herself and holding my beer out for me. “How was your day, babe?” she asked, a giggle escaping her lips as she uttered my nickname.


I couldn't help but to eye her warily as I sat down alongside her and leaned back against the headboard. I hadn't seen her this bubbly ever; I'd actually never seen her without a trace of disdain for me. “It was alright,” I told her honestly as I twisted off the bottle cap to my drink before taking a swig. “Just had the interview this morning, then the Calvin Klein shoot this afternoon. You should have been there, you would've enjoyed that,” I said, giving her a smirk.


I was surprised when she didn't immediately roll her eyes and shove me or something. Instead she took a sip of her beer and gave me a flirty smile. “You're right,” she said, gesturing to me with her bottle. “I hate that I missed that. Maybe you can give me a private viewing though?” she asked, her eyes wide and innocent as she batted her lashes.


I smirked down at her, watching as she held her bottom lip captive between her teeth. “We'll see about that,” I said softly, taking another sip of my drink.


She sighed contently, a small smile forming on her lips as she glanced down at my own. There was a mischievous look to her eyes, like she were thinking about something perverted. “So, what are you up for?” she asked, though I hesitated to answer at first. “You wanna watch a show or a movie?”


“I'm down for whatever,” I answered honestly as I gave her a shrug. Again, I wasn't really too concerned with whatever we were watching.


“How about a scary movie?” she asked excitedly, though she didn't really wait for an answer. As she talked, she pulled her laptop off of the bedside table and pulled up Netflix. “Scary movies are my favorite,” she added.


“Hold up,” I chuckled, earning a confused look from Cassie. “We're watching it on your laptop?” It seemed ridiculous, but I'd totally forgotten that everyone doesn't have smart TV’s, where you can watch Netflix on the TV, instead of a tiny laptop.


“Yeah, why?” she asked, though she continued to scroll through the movies.


“No reason,” I answered, chuckling at my own stupidity. “Next time we're doing this at my place, though, where we can watch it on the big screen.”


She laughed softly, giving me a simple, “Sounds good,” in return.


We sat in silence for a few minutes as she scrolled through the collection of scary movies. The only time we spoke was to suggest a movie, though the other person would usually shoot it down.


“So,” I started after clearing my throat, remembering something Scooter had mentioned earlier. “Scooter wanted to know if you had an Instagram, or a Snapchat or something.”


“Um…” she started softly, and it was evident her main focus was still on finding a movie to watch. “Yeah, but I don't really post on them much. Why?” she asked, still not looking back at me.


“He said it would be good for you to use them to gain a know, start a fanbase,” I said.


“Yeah, I guess,” she muttered as she glanced back at me, shifting uncomfortably.


“If you don't want to, you really don't have to,” I assured her, noticing her discomfort. “He just thought it would be good to help get you a fanbase.”


“No it's fine,” she assured me. “It's just weird, ya know?”


“Yeah,” I answered softly. “Text me your usernames so I can follow you. That'll at least get you started,” I chuckled. I felt bad, because I couldn't really relate to how she felt. I remember how weird it was stepping into the spotlight years ago, but I'd grown accustomed to it since then. Our situation was also strange, so I couldn't really imagine how she felt.


“What about Insidious?” she asked suddenly, turning to face me. “I haven't seen it yet!”


“Yeah, that's fine,” I said with a small smile. I'd seen it once or twice before, so I remember how scary it was. She'd be up in my lap in no time. She quickly turned on the movie, then pushed the computer down towards the foot of the bed. As the movie began, she opened the pizza box and handed me a slice before grabbing a slice for herself. With an excited smile, she settled back against the headboard with me.


Cassie quickly and quietly finished her pizza and beer, presumably so her hands would be free so she could nervously chew on her fingernails. I chuckled to myself as she visibly grew distressed as we watched the movie. Although, I quickly learned that Cassie wasn't quite like other girls. When most girls get scared, they cuddle up under your arm and cower into your chest. Cassie on the other hand, slowly inched downward until she was curled up on her side with her head in my lap. I swiftly pulled my phone out of my pocket, careful not to disturb her, although I'm sure she was too engrossed in the movie to pay me any attention. I took the opportunity to rest my hand on the back of her head, my fingers softly playing with her hair and rubbing her scalp. I quickly snapped a picture of her head in my lap, where you could see the laptop in the foreground. I thought it would make a good first introduction of our 'relationship’ to Instagram.


As I continued to play with her hair, she physically relaxed under my touch. “That feels so good,” she murmured, followed by a soft moan. I smirked to myself, loving how good I was making her feel, and loving the sounds she made for me.


As the movie grew to a close, I continued playing with her hair, although it was more to keep my hands preoccupied because the movie was getting intense. Surprisingly though, Cassie remained calm under my touch. I let out a sigh as the movie finally ended, and the credits began rolling. I wasn’t aware of how stiff I had become until I finally let myself relax. Cassie giggled as she felt me loosen up underneath her. She rolled over so her head was still in my lap, but now she looked up at me. “You okay?” she asked with a small smile, clearly amused at my reaction to the movie.


I chuckled. “I’m good. That shit’s scary,” I muttered, earning another laugh from her.


“So what now?” she asked gently, giving me a flirty smile. “Do you wanna watch another movie?”


“Hmm….” I sighed as I pretended to contemplate. “I could think of something more fun.”


“Oh really?” she asked as she rose an eyebrow and sat up. I watched her wordlessly as she straddled my lap and ran one hand up my chest and to my neck, to play with the hair at the nape of my neck. “Like what?”


I smirked up at her, raising my own eyebrow as if to ask if she was serious. But she said nothing, just continued to play and tug at my hair as she smiled down at me. I moved my hand up to the side of her neck and pulled her lips down to mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck as her lips moved hungrily against mine. I moved my hands down her waist to grip her hips firmly, then helped her slowly rock her hips back and forth so she was grinding against me. She moaned into my mouth, instantly making me hard beneath her.


Cassie moved her lips across my cheek and down my neck to nibble and suck on the soft spot beneath my ear lobe. I let out a soft groan as she left her mark on me. “Can I ride you?” she whispered huskily before biting down gently on my ear lobe. She moved her face so I could see her smiling seductively down at me.


“You are so fucking hot,” I chuckled, pressing my lips harshly against hers yet again. I held her hips steady in my hands as I shifted beneath her, sliding down so I was laying down flat on the bed. She moved her lips to kiss down my neck again. I felt her hands tugging at the hem of my hoodie, so I helped her pull it up and over my head, taking my shirt off with it and throwing them to the side.


You’re so fucking hot,” she giggled as her hands ran up down down my abdomen. She continued kissing down my neck, shifting downwards as she continued kissing down my chest. I looked down at her as she continued moving downwards, her hands fumbling with my belt.


“Hey, Cas? Are you home?” I heard someone call out, followed by the bang! of a door closing. Cassie quickly glanced up, her eyes looking panicked.


“Who is that? Your roommate?” I asked, though she quickly shushed me. She quietly climbed off of me and got off the bed, tiptoeing towards her door to listen, though I wasn’t sure what she was listening for.


“You gotta go,” she said softly, looking back at me.


I chuckled. Was she serious? “What? Why?” I asked, shifting so I was propped up on my elbows.


“Cause my roommate is insane,” she replied, her voice still barely over a whisper. “She’ll flip her shit if she sees you.”


I chuckled as I got up off the bed and walked towards her. “Then why don’t I wait until morning when she leaves again?” I asked as I pulled her into my arms and began kissing and nibbling on her neck, though she was still focused on listening for her roommate.


“She doesn’t have to work tomorrow, I’m not sure when she’ll leave,” she explained, still listening intently. She pulled my face away from her neck to look her in the eye. “I don’t hear anything, so I think she went to her room. You should go ahead and go,” she explained. She sounded remorseful, but there was a hint of a smile playing at the corner of her lips, as if she were hiding something.


“Wait,” I said as I eyed her warily, which only made her smile grow wider. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you. Getting me all worked up and kicking me out?”


“No, of course not,” she said, though she was grinning ear to ear as she moved to pick up my clothes off the floor. “I just hate this.” She turned around to hand me my clothes with a sweet smile.


Even though I was beyond frustrated, I couldn’t help but to laugh. “You bitch,” I muttered with a chuckle as I pulled on my clothes. “Trust me, I’ll get you back,” I warned.


“I’m sure you will,” she laughed as she gave my arm a quick pat, before quietly opening the door and peeking out into the living room. “Alright, time to go,” she whispered as she took hold of my hand and led me out through the apartment.


“I really will get you back,” I threatened with a smirk as she opened the front door and I stepped outside. “You’ll be begging me to fuck you.”


She just smiled sweetly up at me. “If you say so,” she whispered before stretching up to kiss me on the cheek. “I’ll see you later.” Without another word, she shut the door behind me, and I was left standing there, grinning like an idiot.




Author's Note: hey guys, i hope you enjoyed this chapter! it was a lot of fun to write, and i'm sooooo excited for where this story is going! again, i'm super sorry about not posting for so long, but i'll definitely be posting more soon. leave me some comments, i would love to hear what you guys think! as always, constructive criticism is always welcome. tell me what you liked, hated, what you think will happen, whateverrrr! i love you guys ♥

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