"When people hear good music, they will react to it."

– Wiz Khalifa

Hailey POV

"Here you go sir." I say placing the order in front of the man who smiles up at me.

My last customer of the day, thank god, any more 'almost' dropping plates and glasses on people and I don't think I could take it anymore.

I'm so nervous.

Asher is moving to be closer to me, it's almost surreal, this superstar is turning his life upside down for me, someone who he hasn't even known for two months

Not to mention now we are going out, and no one knows, apart from Ivan and Asher's mom, who I have yet to meet, but Asher has told me that eventually, I will meet her, knowing his mom she would fight 'tooth and nail' to meet me, as Asher puts it.

My legs are like jelly when I walk into the kitchen, I am beyond nervous, yes we are dating but being around Asher Reed has my insides a bundle of mess, and I'm so nervous to pick him up too.

He asked for me to pick him up rather than wait to see me tomorrow when he is settled in, which I don't hate, It's no secret to him that I am utterly crazy about him, I've missed him every day since our mini-vacation away together was cut short.

"Hey kid, off to get.." Ivan looks around. "Your boyfriend?" He says in a hushed tone, moving forward to me.

I laugh and nod my head, I doubt anyone could hear us, it's always crazy in the kitchen. "Yeah, he lands in thirty." I blow out a breath. "Do I look okay?" I ask nervously.

Ivan looks at me and huffs. "Beauty is on the inside Hailey, but yes you look beautiful." He smiles. "He would be a fool to think otherwise." 

I go over and hug him. "Thank you, I'll text you later okay?" 

He hugs me back and pats me on the back. "Drive safe, bring him to me soon yeah?" He pokes me.

I snort with a laugh. "Be nice Ivan." 

He holds his hands up in surrender. "I'm nice, the nicest, now go before you hit traffic."

I shake my head and head out of the kitchen, grabbing my bag with my keys and phone in hand.

Here we go, I'm going to go get my superstar.

*****

I'm waiting for Asher in the waiting area and I'm totally not sweating, nope, not nervous at all.

His plane landed five minutes ago and he should be here any minute, knowing that he flew in his private plane, I have no idea what the wait time for that is, only flew in his plane once, it was fairly quick but this is a big airport.

I glance around nervously. "Lots of people." I mutter to myself when I see people rushing from one direction to the other, my hands are starting to sweat just looking at how people are around me and in the airport.

Crap, will people recognize him? Maybe this isn't such a good idea, after all, meeting in such a very public place.

I raise my head and I spot him instantly in a crowd of people, but I recognize his baseball cap a mile away, it's his favorite football club from England. 

Also, he's wearing those sexy sunglasses, it's almost like he's not trying to fit into the crowd.

He looks like someone famous, just from the way he carries himself, and damn, he does it well.

I stand up and I watch him look around until his eyes land on me, I wave at him awkwardly and he smirks widely, walking faster towards me with an overnight bag in hand.

When he reaches me, his hands go to either side of my face and he moves my head up to look at him, my heart is beating out of my ribcage and I can feel a thousand eyes looking at us right now but all I see is Asher.

He leans in and plants a tender kiss on my lips. "Hello, gorgeous." He whispers out against my lips.

I swallow hard and lick my dry lips. "Hey." I shyly say, causing him to grin.

He intertwines our hands together and smiles at me. "Let's get out of here, so I can properly say hello to you." He says, leading us through the sea of people who are now staring at Asher and our hands in one.

"I think they noticed you." I say quietly, leaning into Asher's ear.

He looks around and tightens his hold in my hand, he grunts and guides us out of the airport. "Ignore them, where's your car love?" He asks looking at me smiling with his perfect white teeth.

I pull him along with me to my car. "Now.. Don't laugh, this car has been through hell and back with me." I say warningly as we get close to my car.

He smiles and shakes his head. "I promise I won't babe." He says but I see a twinkle in his eyes.

Babe... Woah, my insides just melted.

As I walk us to my car I look over to Asher to see an unreadable expression on his face. "This is my baby!" I say opening the car door. "It was my mom's before she passed, she gave it to me when I passed my driving test," I say, closing the door and starting the engine.

He hums with a genuine smile. "I love it, it's not bad for a first car, you should've seen the car I had at 16." He laughs huskily causing me to smile.

"Oh, that bad huh?" I tease.

"The worst, it broke down on a daily basis, I shared it with my mum but it was all we could afford." He says with a grimace.

I hum. It's hard to picture Asher driving anything other than the best, it's crazy to think that before he was famous he was just a normal guy living a normal life.

We pull onto the highway. "So, where to Mr. Reed?" I say, in my attempt at a posh British accent.

He smirks and grabs his phone. "Cheeky." He laughs out. "Here we go." He says, placing his phone in the phone holder, it has a map and location.

I nod my head and turn the radio on in the car, instantly it's a song I recognize, I look to Asher to see him roll his eyes humorously when I turn it louder.

"Damn, you're everywhere." I tease, hearing his song play, his voice surrounding us in my beat-up car.

He shrugs. "What can I say? I'm 'Asher Reed'." He says smugly, causing me to laugh when he winks at me.

"Oh god, are all famous people this smug?"

He begins to sing along to his song and I can't help but be mesmerized by how amazing his voice is, even speaking it makes my knees weak, but him singing? That's on a whole new level of admiration.

"Ooh, I was swept up in a wavе, swept up in a wave

Ooh, then I hеard you say my name

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah" 

Asher sings and I giggle when he starts singing louder as the song goes on, I saw the way he looked at me as he was singing as if he was singing to me and the words were for me and me only, but I bury those thoughts down knowing I shouldn't get ahead of myself.

After twenty minutes of us singing to crappy songs on the radio, we eventually pull up to a very large house, but it's far from a normal house that Asher described, it's practically a mansion, and in LA, damn... I should have known he would have bought a place in the fanciest neighborhoods.

"Woah." I say to myself out loud as I step outside of the driver's side and close my car door.

I hear Asher chuckle as he shuts the passenger side door.

This place is huge, not only is it huge but once we got past the coded gate, the first thing I saw was the line of VERY expensive-looking brand new cars outside in the driveway, then I noticed how freaking big this place was, it was gorgeous obviously, but I expected.. well.. not this, I always seem to forget who Asher is and how much he is actually worth.

I mean the guy is worldwide famous, he has over 100million followers on Instagram for lord sake, what was I honestly expecting him to live in, a barn? 

I don't know why but I feel so out of place here, as I walk nervously up to Asher as he grabs his keys for the front door, I look around and I can't believe I'm standing here, beside this man, who is like a whirlwind sweeping me off my feet and placing me in such a different world from my own.

Once Asher opens the doors, I don't get time to look around as Asher pulls me to him, his hard chest hits mine as he puts me up against the now-closed door, his leg spreading mine apart so he can get closer to me.

His lips are on mine and I can't remember the last time I had kissed him but every time feels like the first, his lips are igniting so many feelings inside of me that it's hard to think straight when he's pressed up against me like this, his scent and touch surrounding me.

Asher pulls apart from me and we're both breathing hard, staring at each other as he places his forehead on mine, his eyes looking at me lovingly as he holds me, his arms wrapped around me tightly.

"That's the hello I was waiting for." Asher says smiling at me widely, raising his lips to kiss my forehead.

I feel dizzy from his lips and his hands around me that I can't even say anything but nod.

He pulls back and holds my hand in his, he looks at me with hooded eyes, a growing need on the surface, and from the hotness of my face, I would say that I look exactly how I feel right now.

I want him so bad, just as bad as he wants me.

Asher surprises me by lifting me up, I wrap my legs around his waist for support as I yelp out when his hands go straight to my butt to hold me. "I want you." He growls out lowly. "Now."