Sorry for mistakes (I'm sure there will be some). Enjoy. Other part will on 100% better.

Petra's P.O.V.

Me and James are like black and white. So different, but still they can be together. We know eachother so many years. Well. It doesn't matter, how long we can be together or how long we can live together. Something was telling to us, that we just can't be without eachother. Is it love? Hahaha. Funny, but maybe. He's hot. I like him, but he was too much interested into himself. I don't like these kinds of guys.

,,James, get out." I shouted, waiting on hallway of our apartment. ,,James Diamond, get out of that bathroom.'' i continued. Nothing. He didn't reply. ,,JAMES, please." I beg. Finally door opened. He was brushing his hair and watching himself into mirror. ,,Wh-" i stopped. ,,Are you trying to make me mad, boy?" i asked. He looked away and puts his comb on his shelf. ,,Yes." He answered smiling. ,,Get out James." I shouted again and closed the doors. I can!

James's P.O.V.

Wow. She is mad, but i have to care about myself. I was born to be beautiful. Oh. I walked to the hallway and looked to the nearest mirror. In fact there is one person, that i love more than myself. It was her. Petra. She's sweet, but sometimes she is so bad at me. I mean sometimes we fight about stupid things, but i still can't stop loving her. I turned around and went to the kitchen. I made breakfast and took a sip from my milk. Petra came out of bathroom. She looked amazing.

,, I made breakfast." I said. She went closer to me. ,,Isn't it funny, how we can't just stand eachother and we're living together?" she asked. ,,Yes, because my so extra mom is best friend with your mom." I answered. She sat to the table and took her cereal. I sat in front of her. She's so cutie. ,,I need you to go to my work with me." She said. She's working as a fashion boss in some fashion magazíne. I'm a singer. Fans thinks that we're together. I wish that. I can have just any single girl- except her. ,,Why?" i asked. ,,I don't know. They called me to bring you to my work. It's something special." She said looking on her cereal. ,,You're lucky. Gustavo isn't calling. I'm yours today." I repiled, but in my mind it was like ,one day together, so let's celebrate'.

After an hour we went to my car. She sat and then she took her iPhone out of her Louis Vuitton bag. ,,They're waiting already."she said panicly. ,,You're nervous?"i asked. ,,Yes, Ashley is so that kind of really high fashion. She's checking everybody and she loves to just critict (for example „That's so stupid,that's ugly, how can you just wear it?) In reality she is a marketing expert.." She explained.

We arrived in front of really big building. Together we entered and went into elevator. When doors opened in 11th floor, Ashely already stood with her team there.

Petra's P.O.V.

No, she's here. I put smile on my face. ,,Honey, hi. You fabulous, but maybe you can took off these earring." She said. I smiled again, but she turned to James i put my bad face on. What's she thinking?

,,Why we have to be here?" i asked her. ,,Cuda cosmetics, that you know, have a new ehm what was that. A parfume? Yes, parfume ,,So?" ,,Problem is that in my team is not any good or famous person, which can take a role of model. They're not hot, but James is."she said. James smiled. I rolled with my eyes. ,,I'm not manager. Not his." I said. ,,I'm taking it."shouted James. Ashley smiled. ,,Great, but there's till one little problem. It's for two. So we need some girl or woman and we toust that you and James- ." „Who, who wait. Me and him? Are you crazy?" i was shocked with her words while i was poiting at me and on James. ,,Look at eachother. I'm not suprised that everybody thinks that you're together." Ashley said. ,,We're not together." i said and then looked at James. He looked weirg. I don't want to know, what is on his mind. I'm fashion boss and not some model.