Love Island

4

Andre POV

Waking up with some random chick laying on me naked, is not how I wanted to start my day. Why the hell did I do that? The s**t is really going to hit the fan now. Why the f**k am I so stupid?

I guess I was thinking too much with the wrong brain last night. After that argument with Payton, I managed to keep my anger at bay until I saw her being a total b***h at the bar after the dinner I missed accidently on purpose.

I know the director and the rest of the crew will be annoyed that I missed it but honestly right at this point I couldn't give a f**k.

This whole movie is so not worth the hassle. Even though my bank balance will look amazing after this is done. At the end of the day that’s all that matters. The money, so I can make sure my parents get everything they deserve and more.

I know the magazines portray me as a man w***e who has a different woman in his bed every night, but that’s not the real me. That is the me I want people to see me as. I know it all sounds f****d up, but I don't care.

My whole life I have wanted to prove to people I could be a somebody.  From an early age I was bullied for being a dork. You know the ones with the broken glasses, held together with tape, the braces to help straighten my teeth, the hand me down clothes from my family or the cheap trainers that looked so plastic, if held near a flame would start a fire.

My parents had it tough when I was growing up. They married young and had me and my siblings pretty much one after the other. My dad worked every day he could, sometimes working three different jobs a week to make sure we had food on the table and heat in the house.

My mum, she stayed at home to look after us and she did a great job. I remember hearing them argue about dad slowing down on the jobs and mum picking up a waitressing job or something. Dad was too proud to say he was getting too old and tired from it all.

The minute I was able to get a job, I did. I was cutting grass for the neighbours at the age of fourteen, I had a paper round for a local shop and every penny I gave to my parents.

 I never once bought anything for myself. I thought it would have made a difference and dad would have been able to slow down, but it didn’t.

Turns out every penny I gave them they put into a savings account for me and my siblings to go to college. They never once dipped into it to pay a bill or have a night out just the two of them.

My brother and sister did the same as I did when they were old enough, but we all got handed the money back when we went to college.  Even when we all left the house to attend college dad still didn’t slow down.

It took for him to have a heart attack before he dropped one of his jobs and even then, he didn’t stop working fully.

Mum did eventually pick up a job at the local supermarket, her first ever job. She was ecstatic when she got her first pay check. With all of us out of the house, they didn’t have as many bills to pay and when I got my first proper big check from a TV series I stared in, I paid off the mortgage.

I still remember their faces when I handed them the paperwork saying it had all been paid. Dad being as stubborn as he is, refused to take it. It took him weeks before he called to thank me. Not because he wasn’t grateful, it was just the way he had been brought up. To be the man of the house and support his family, not the other way about.

With both of them retired now, they are living a comfortable life.  I pay for their holidays and trips twice a year but that’s all. It was a difficult negotiation to even get them to agree to that.

So back to me and now. Payton pissed me off to the point I broke my own damn rule about screwing about.  As far as the press is aware me and Payton are a couple and are madly in love. It is most definitely not true she would have to be the last woman on earth before I even touch her.

Not that she isn't a pretty girl, but that’s the thing she is just a girl. She may be the same age as me, twenty-seven but she acts and comes across as a teenager. She is so immature and spoilt it is unreal.

She hasn’t had to work a day in her life to get where she is today. She has been handed literally everything on a silver f*****g platter.  Everything she owns has been a gift or from her daddy. And I don't mean a sugar daddy. Her father is a big businessman in the movie industry.

So naturally when she told daddy dearest she wanted to be in this movie, he called in favours and paid a s**t ton of money as an ‘investment’ to get her here.  I really wished they hadn’t bothered. She is not even that good an actress. She needs to be trained and have a smaller part before hitting it big.

I know I may be sounding a littler bitter, well maybe because I am. There is no love lost between us, but I have a lot riding on this movie. If it doesn't work out, I need a plan B. I can’t have her ruining my plans.

Being 27 I am in my prime, but I want to get out of this scene now. I have been doing it for five years now and I need out.  I love the job but when I first started things were different. They actually used decent actors, not some spoilt brats to get the ratings.

Big actors come with expense and the movie makers want to make more than anybody else, so they cut corners. As I said, I’m only here for my big pay cheque.

Well, that and the fact I get to see someone I know from back home. Someone I went to school with, but I am pretty sure she doesn't even know it's me. I have changed, a lot from school.  Gone are the braces, and the acne and the broken glasses. I have muscle and the perfect real tan, none of that fake s**t.

Andre Bello is my name but it's not my real name and it is most certainly not the real me.  I just hope I can keep my mouth shut around the set this time round. I never thought I would be bumping into the girl I knew from years back.

One thing though, she hasn’t changed at all. Still has the same hair style and colour. Natural curves and one hell of a rack. I wonder if she still blushes like she used to at school.

The second I saw her name on the crew list as some assistant to one of the directors, I was shocked. I didn’t think this would have been her scene. It wasn’t until I saw her arriving with her friends that I remembered her being heavily involved in all the school plays.

She wrote her own play one year and directed it herself. She did have an amazing talent then, so I’m pretty sure she will have all of us wrapped around her little finger. I just hope she sticks with it though. Payton can grate on some people and if Darcy is anything like she was at school, she will walk and leave us all in the s**t.

I have worked with CCJ Productions before, it was early on in my career, and I didn’t have the pleasure of working with Darcy. I know Tim, the CEO has an amazing eye for talent, so if he has Darcy here, then she must be pretty darn good at her job.

I am brough out of my thoughts as I stand at the balcony, where I f****d that brunette last night when I feel a pair of hands around my waist

“Andre, come back to bed?” her annoying voice sends an unpleasant shiver down my spine.

“No thanks. You need to get dressed and go, I have a shower to get and a meeting to attend”  I tell her as I remove her hands from me and slip by her.

Locking myself in the bathroom, I get showered and scrub from my body the remnants of last night.  I am seriously going to have to cover my ass for this slip up.

I can just see Payton’s face when she finds out what I did last night. It may all be for publicity on her part, our so-called relationship, but my pay cheque also rides on this being a success.

If I can get through the next two months of being on this island with her and not actually have to deal with all her drama, then a bigger pay cheque will be mine.

Having Darcy here will not be any help either. The things I have imagined myself doing with her over the years is what has kept me sane. With that thought I am solid as a rock down there. Just the thought of having Darcy laying under me is enough to get my blood going.

The door of my villa slamming shut breaks my daydream of Darcy. I guess the brunette got the hint and left. 

Finishing my shower, I get my ass in gear and make an effort to actually be at the meeting this time. I know I will have to grovel to the director for missing last night but with him being the father of a buddy of mine, I should be able to get away with it.

Being honest, he knows a lot more about my situation with Payton than he should. I guess, he has been like a father figure to me since mine is hundreds of miles away and would probably kick my ass for doing what I am doing.

Once I am dressed, I head out of the villa making sure to lock it up nice and secure, not wanting any unwanted visitors. I nip past the reception area and ask if they can change my sheets. The last thing I want to do is fall into bed tonight and smell that brunette on them.

I would much rather be smelling Darcy Summers, but that will not happen. Not just yet, maybe by the end of the two months I will get her where I have always dreamed. In my bed with me between her amazing thighs.

I guess a man can dream.