I opened my eyes and noticed I was on the couch in the living room. I looked around. The curtains were closed and the TV was off. I looked to my side and Chris was kind of laying there. He was all slumped up with his feet propped up on the coffee table. He looked really peaceful and worry free in his sleeping state.
His hair was a mess. It was in his eyes. I could picture him flipping his hair back into its original position. Surprisingly he looked tired and worn out. He might have stayed up longer than me. Wait, when did I go to sleep? Was it late?
I decided to get up and go do something productive. I sniffed the air nd smelled something foul. Feet? Armpit? I couln't tell. I lifted up my arm and sniffed. Don't act like you don't do this. You know you do!
Ugh. I pulled my head back. I stunk, possibly worse than a skunk. Before doing something productive, I would take a shower.
Ohmygod! What if Chris isn't asleep and he passed out from my odor?
No, that didn't happen. He probably didn't notice.
I rushed upstairs and into the bathroom. I stripped out of my clothes and turned the water on. I looked in the mirror and.....well you don't want to know what I saw. I turned on my IPOD.
I jumped in the shower and started washing.
***
Thirty minutes later, I turned the water off and stepped out. I grabbed the blue towel that was hanging in the bathroom. I wrapped it around my body. I took my long hair and put it to one side.
I stepped out of the bathrooma nd ran straight into something. I fell to the floor. I opened my eyes and noticed that I was on top of someone. Oh. My. God. Chris!!!!
We sat, well lied there, looking at each other.
"Ugh. I-I-I" I started stuttering.
"Please, don' t try to explain your mind I know what's happening." He started singing.
"One minute, it's love, And, suddenly, it's like a battlefield" He kept going.
I started laughing. Not because he was a bad singer, but because it was pure hilarious.
"One word turns into a war, why is it the smallest things that tear us down"
I wanted to join in, but sadly I didn''t' want to mess it up.
I got up off of him and stood. He got up following my lead. He had stopped singing.
"What'd ya think?" He asked.
I shook my head and looked up. "It was amazing. You should take it on the road."
"I know. I just might. I got a better idea."
"Which is?"
I was a little afraid of what he meant by 'I got a better idea'. I wanted to know what he meant, sort of. He left the living room and a few minutes later he came back. He brought a camera, a microphone, and a set of speakers.
I looked at him with a strange exprssion
"You know it helps when you grow up with a father who works in the acting buisness." He said.
"Why?"
"Because then you know how to hook all these things up."
I stood there. He had a good point. He connected everything. He then left and came back with a tripod. He set the camera there and grabbed me. "Choose a song to sing." He said.
What? Tell me he was going to sing and he just wanted me to choose the song. What song should I choose?
The only song I could come up with was, Shawty by Ariana Grande.
And before you judge, I listened to that this morning and it was pretty good.
"Shawty-"
"By Ariana Grande?" He finished.
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"I heard you playing it this morning during your shower."
I knew I was blushing by the way my cheeks were heating up. I looked away from him and looked at the floor.
"So why did you need a song?" I asked.
"What ellse do you do with a song?"
Oh Hell. I knew it. He's going to make us sing. Well he asked for it. A terrible headache is coming his way.
"Ready?" He asked. I shook my head.
He turned on the camera and pressed play on the music. He gave me a microphone and we began.
Last night was crazy, and today it's settin' in
Did you really mean it and could you say it again? oh, oh
Even if you just say it over the phone (come on and make it real)Love makes me crazy, restless, dumb, and paranoid (oh, yeah)
But I'll take a chance on us and hope you don't destroy my heart
Just give me one guarantee, I'm the only girl you see
Whatchu say, boy?[Iyaz:]
You're my only shorty
You're my only shorty, yee yee yee
I'm tellin' you the truth
Girl, it's only you
You're my only, you're my only
You're my only one and onlyYou're my only shorty (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only shorty, yee yee yee (am I your only shorty?)
I'm tellin' you the truth (oh-oh)
Girl, it's only you (oh-oh)
You're my only, you're my only (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only, you're my only shorty[Ariana Grande:]
Every day and night, you got an open invitation (woah-oh)
As long as I'm your one and only destination
Fly with me, I'll be your fantasyYou're in demand, but baby, baby so am I
But if you're weak and try to sneak, I'll have to tell you bye-bye.
I'm a put you on the spot, am I your only girl or not?
What ya say, boy?[Iyaz:]
You're my only shorty
You're my only shorty, yee yee yee (am I your only)
I'm tellin' you the truth
Girl, it's only you
You're my only, you're my only (am I your only)
You're my only one and onlyYou're my only shorty (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only shorty, yee yee yee (am I your only shorty?)
I'm tellin' you the truth (oh oh)
Girl, it's only you (oh oh)
You're my only, you're my only (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only, you're my only shortySee yeah back in the day I was trapped in a daze.
Trying to run game, but I've actually changed.
(Same Old!) When I see you passing, the passionate flames.
Simple interaction is all that I crave.
I don't need agreement, and all the attention,
Girl I need you, your love and affection.
Oh yeah, baby girl, did I mention?You're my only shorty (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only shorty, yee yee yee (baby, come clean!)
I'm tellin' you the truth (oh-oh)
Girl, it's only you (oh-oh)
You're my only, you're my only (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only one and onlyYou're my only shorty (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only shorty, yee yee yee (am I your only shorty?)
I'm tellin' you the truth (oh-oh)
Girl, it's only you (oh-oh)
You're my only, you're my only (am I your only shorty?)
You're my only, you're my only shortyAm I your only?
Am I your only?
Tell me, am I your only shorty? (yes, you are.)
Wanna hear you say, yeah (yes, you are.)
Am I your only shawty.Hey guys, hope you liked the chapter. Not much happens but it's pretty late, I just felt like I needed to update. Also I didn't know what song to use for this so I chose this one. I like it enough for the chapter. Anyway, thanks! :)
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