The Blind One

Chapter 11

i absolutely love "Iron and Wine"...especially this song...its just so calming and i find the video cute...anyway...on with the story!.

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The ride in the elevator felt very uncomfortable. Both of us were quiet and civilised but also hesitant on what to say to one another.all that I was thinking about was getting rid of the hunger in my stomach and how embarrassing it would be if my belly growled there and then. The opening of the elevator doors earned a thankful sigh from me. Gently and politely, I guided Mr bus ticket man from where he stood. I realised how tense he had suddenly become, soon i understood why, as I looked at what was in front of us, there was so much going on. 

We were in a magazine shooting area. Cameras, models, stylists and their assistants were scattered everywhere in the white room. there was alot of shouting  coming from the camera men, which  seemed to be the loudest voices in the room, but other than that, nearly each and every person was engrossed in a deep conversation.  One distinct camera man however, was different from the rest, everything seemed to revolve around him. I watched as the dark/red headed man accepted a cup of tea or coffee from who I assumed was his young apprentice. The man grinned thankfully. He had a boyish look about him that made his atmosphere comfortable, unlike Mr Bus Ticket man. The man wore burgundy coloured skinny jeans that hugged his sporty legs, I noticed how different his style was in contrast to my boss. He wore a white T-shirt with the jeans, the short sleeves were rolled up, giving him a casual stylish appearance. His hair was messy and slightly untamed. It was the colour of a creamy dark brown chocolate cake with swirls of a dark blood red colour. His skin was pale and clear but healthy, and as he lifted the hand camera to snap a picture of a gorgeous  and slim young model who was posing very provocatively, I Smiled at the bracelets on his strong wrist. To me, this man seemed to be full of life, and very carefree.

"Mason" Mr bus ticket mans voice was not loud, but seemed to be heard clearest over the mob of people.

Nearly everyone turned to us, eyes landing on the handsome man next to me before they trailed to me.their eyes were so intimidating, i watched as some peoples shock turned to smirkes, and Soon after, whispers and visible sneers were pointedly directed to me. It made me feel uncomfortable, I instantly preferred being in the office all day.  The young man who I now assed was mason looked over at us and grinned, he looked at me with big bright blue eyes and gestured me to go over. Looking up at my boss, I could see the frown in his face, I somehow knew that he felt uncomfortable, too many people were around, there was no way he could figure out his senses quickly enough, I could tell that it was frustrating for him. I realised why the young man was calling me over,it was clear that i was being directed to bring mr bus ticket man to him. 

"i see him" I spoke "he's calling us"    Mr bus ticket man nodded and I soon felt his grip on my wrist tighten.  I gulped at the contact, I didn't know what to say to him to reassure him that I would get him around safely. 

  "he's no that far" I mumbled quietly, then looked up at him when he didn't reply. 

Mr bus ticket man had a set face. But he was frowning like crazy, it scared me.  I walked over to the mason guy, directing my boss as well as I could.   

"Dalton! Hey" The mason guy grinned,he had a smooth voice rather than Mr bus ticket mans overly calm deep voice, I noticed that he had a slight australian accent even though he'd only said two words.  

He was so much more attractive up close. His eyes were very bright, brighter than i had expected them to be and he had freckles scattered on his nose and cheeks which I found quite...cute. "Mason" Mr bus ticket man breathed. I noticed his hand had now left my wrist, leaving me feeling...weird.