Starting Problems {ICONic Boyz love story}

Chapter 15~Changing & Heart Attack

SO GUISE! Two updates, TWO DAYS! Demi Lovato's new song inspired this chapter so, thank her! I linked it, so watch it while reading! Here you go kitties!

~Kat

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*CHANELS POV*

I have never fallen in love. 13 years of existence and I have never felt that way towards anyone. Sure, there have been boys, a few actually, but I never go for them. Im no slut. I never break a sweat for any of them, because I haven't felt that connection.

Until now. He makes me stumble across my words, something I have never done. I fall over myself whenever I am near him, and tend to ramble on about nothing. My hands get sweaty and my heart beats so fast I am afraid he might hear it.

Stupid boy. I don't want to be like this, I swear. I would live my life without finding love if I could. But this boy, when he comes around, I am paralyzed. I am usually a tom boy, but around him I feel the need to wear perfume, put on skirts and nail polish.

This boy was Jason Smith. And he is standing right in front of me.

"It's not that long of a walk from the airport to our hotel, so we can walk, if you guys are okay carrying your bags" Mikey said to my family. They all nodded and started to head out, but my bag was really heavy, so I was having some trouble.

"Here Chan, if you are okay with me calling you that, I can take you bag" I nodded and he lifted up my luggage, making it look like it weighed as much as a feather as he carried it down the road.

"So Chanel, are you excited about seeing all the sights in Las Vegas?" He asked, looking up from the sidewalk to look me in the eyes. I swore I almost melted.

Putting my defenses up, 'cuz I don't wanna fall in love, if I ever did that, I think Id have a heart attack

Familiar words from a Demi Lovato song rang in my head. I can not be in love with this boy. I know im not. I don't even know what love is, I have never experienced it. All I know is that when I am around him I get butterflies in my stomach. Like a massive swarm of them.

That's not love, right?

"Chanel??" Jason said, knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Oh yeah. I am really excited to see that small Eiffel Tower and go to the casinos, even though I cant get in, which it would be kind of stupid to even go. But, you know, I would like to see the architecture of it and stuff. And I cant wait to see the hotel, I read the ratings on line and it said that the hotel is really nice and pretty and all the pictures look pretty, but you never know." Yet again, more Word Vomit. "So yes, I'm really excited" Smooth Chanel.

I looked over to see Jason chuckling to himself "If you keep on talking like that, your tongue is going to fall out" He smiled, stopping to but the luggage down for a second.

"Sorry, I just tend to ramble when I get into nerve-wracking situations and once it starts it cant sto-" I was cut off by Jason putting his hand over my mouth.

"Why is walking with me nerve-wracking situation??"

"Did I say nerve-wracking?? I meant...fun!" I said, finally able to stop my rambling.

"Whatever you say, Chan." He picked up my back again and kept walking, turning around to smirk at me first.

~AT OUR ROOM~

I collapsed onto the bed. I only have 2 hours until I meet the Boyz and Starting Problems so we can all go out to eat. It was the first time I was going to be alone with all of them, and I had to gain the courage to stop making a fool of myself around Jason.

I quickly threw on one of the Sun Dresses I stole from my mom's closet, it went to my mid-thigh and was strapless with roses all over it.

I curled my dark brown hair, making sure to get every strand in a perfectly loose curl. I put on a small amount of concealer to make the few pimples I had vanish. I applied some mascara and some lip gloss, because even though I felt the need to impress Jason, I really hated makeup. I sprayed perfume and looked at the clock, which read 3:05. I was five minutes late!

I stepped into my red flats and ran down the hallway, viciously pressing the elevator button in an attempt to make it open faster. After waiting for 15 seconds, I gave up and used the stairs. I climbed down 8 flights, panting and out of breath by the time I made it to the lobby. I took 20 seconds to compose myself and smooth out my dress before I opened the door and walked out graciously.

I saw the group of them from the corner of my eye, Kat waving me down. Jason looked to see who she was waving to, locking eyes with me. I continued to walk, although my legs felt like they were about to buckle under his gaze.

Suddenly I felt my face connect with the carpet. I freaked out, wondering what happened, when I looked behind me to see a gigantic couch I graciously stumbled over in the middle of the lobby while in the middle of my stare down with Jason. I laughed it off and got up, blaming it on my extremely uncomfortable flats. I looked over at the group to see Jason and Kat stifling laughter while the rest of them were talking to one another.

"Are you okay??" Kat asked, tears threatening to spill out because of how hard it was for her to hold in her laughter.

"I'm fine. You two can begin laughing now" as soon as I finished my sentence, the two started hysterically laughing. The entire group turned to watch,  curiosity written across all of their faces.

By now the two were rolling around on the floor, muttering words such as "you" and "that couch was huge" and "klutz".

I just blushed, extremely embarrassed. A few more seconds and I would have just walked away. I am Chanel Parkers, I don't have to deal with this. Even if its for the boy of my dreams.

They stood up and composed themselves. "We're sorry" Kat was the first to speech, obviously seeing how embarrassed I was. "It was just...I really funny sight" Jason spoke now, suppressing a laugh at the memory replaying in his head.

"Jason! You can't laugh at her falling down!" M came over and slapped him over the head.

"Hey! Kat laughed too!"

"What are you two trying to do, scare her away? She sure doesn't want to hang out with people who laugh at her misfortune, I am sure she has a lot of friends who would actually HELP HER" yeah right. My only friend would leave me in an instant in order to be popular.

"Guys it's fine. I laughed at myself too. I do that all the time" Lies. I am always graceful, but when I am around Jason, I feel like my feet have a mind of their own, tripping over anything and everything in sight.

"Chanel, you look...different today. I like it" Madison slung his arm around my shoulder and winked. I could see Kat fake gagging in the corner. Jason shoved him in the side, making him yelp in pain and fall to the ground. I laughed at him, suddenly realizing how funny other people falling down is.

I smiled at Jason who just winked and walked over towards me. He rested his arm comfortably at the small of my back and whispered in my ear "If anyone should putting their arm around you, it will be me, Chan."

I think I had a heart attack.