Something More?

I sat on the sofa, innocently working on typing my thesis, when my hyper friend busted in to tell me all about her latest obsession. She plopped down next to me and grabbed my laptop, completely ignoring the foul look I shot at her, and brought up a series of images on google.
“Isn’t he gorgeous?” I glanced at the picture of a handsome man that looked to be in his twenties, and it didn’t take long for me to recognize him.
“What the hell? Have you been snooping through my contacts? Ai, not cool!” I’m used to her lack of boundaries but this is too far.
“What are you talking about? Wait, DO YOU KNOW HIM?!” By the end of her sentence, Ai had abandoned the laptop and begun shaking me violently for an answer.
“Yeah, why does it matter?” This got her to let go, and also lead to a minor mental break for the odd girl.
“You know him but you don’t know who he is? He is the lead singer of Black Veil Brides, Andy Biersack. He is a famous angel who could likely have any fangirl in existence and you don’t know why it matters?!”
“Well it’s not like we’re friends or anything, it was just a one night stand a few years back. I had just-”
“You slept with him?!” She was back at full volume, which was deafeningly loud in enclosed spaces, or any spaces really.
“Yeah, I had just dumped Logan and was pissed and looking to get drunk and get happy and he fit the requirements. We haven’t talked in a while but we have each others phone numbers.”
“Call him. Date him. Live my dreams, while I live them vicariously through you. Or better yet, introduce us so I can live my own damn dreams!" Even for Ai, this was over the top.
"Come on, it was just a couple hook ups back in the proverbial day. Why would I just call him up out of the blue like that? Do you want me to beg him to be my boyfriend when we haven't talked in so long?"
"YES!"
I sighed. "I'll call him, ok? But I am not making any promises about what will happen, that's up to him." Ai squealed in delight, jumping around like she was on fire. I brought my palm to my forehead, already exhausted by her hyperactive presence. "I'll be back later."
Better make a break for it while I can...
I grabbed my laptop and a few reference materials and dashed out of the apartment I shared with Ai. Since I was living downtown it didn't take long to find a coffee shop and set up, but about five minutes into continuing my thesis I gave up for lack of focus. Might as well give him a call.
"Well well, didn't expect to hear from you anytime soon." Yep, it was him. Same smooth, seductive voice that resonates in a deeper tone.
"Didn't expect you to get famous all of a sudden."

Notes

The chapters on this story probably won't be that long, but they will eventually evolve into a lemon (smut). Please leave a comment, and I plan to update soon.
Update: Ok, so apparently there is this thing called polyvore and you can make things and whatever, so here's her day to day sense of style.