COLLIDE. [Book one]

Willing.

AMAYA.

Yesterday had to be literally the worst day of my life, well it started that way.  I thought when I moved to California from New York that all my dreams of becoming a famous actress would happen as soon as I stepped foot in this city. Well not quite literally,  but I did think things were just gonna happen for me. Instinct over night success was destined to be mine. Or so I thought. First the three movies I auditioned for went with other actresses, well known ones. Secondly, I wasn't even allowed to get into any clubs because I wasn't  a A list celebrity,  And just when I thought my night couldn't  get any worse I got into a car accident.

But suprisingly... for some odd reason I wasn't even mad about the car accident. It was like for some reason I believed that it should've happened. The person that saved me wasn't just any old stranger but a superstar, my childhood crush from the age of 10 years old and he was 15. Now he's 25 and on top of the world. He saved my life, though my car was totally gone but something else happened that night. I'm not sure but it was a good thing.

So as I wake up this morning, I actually feel okay. A little sore from the accident, plus my ankle was broken. The doctor told me last night my adrenal was high that I didn't even realize that until we had gotten to Chris house and he had to help me inside. I was so suprised even he allowed me to stay. It was really late anyway, he said we would figure everything out this morning. His manager Joe wasn't too happy that I was staying here, but Chris wasn't going to change his mind which made him even more pissed.

I see the door knob moving, the door opens up slowly revealing a shirtless Chris brown.  Chile, he sure did look good , even though he was just in grey jogging pants and socks. His brown eyes looked around the room, then they finally land on mine, a soft smile showcasing on his handsome face as he comes sit on the edge of the bed.

" Good morning Amaya", he says, a smile on his lips still.

" Good morning Chris, how did you sleep?" I ask him.

" I slept okay. But how did you sleep?" He asks, concern in his tone.

" Pretty good. Some of the best sleep I had in a while ", I say to him.

" Yo ankle okay? Are you in pain?" He asks
me.

" Not really,  at least not yet. I'm still trying to process everything from last night", I say.

" Me too, I'm so sorry for everything.  I just had so much on my mind. I wasn't thinking clearly-"

" Its okay Chris seriously. Accidents happen all the time. I'm just glad we're both alive and nothing bad happened," I say to him.