AMAYA.The smell of food is what wakes me up this morning. A small smile spreads across my lips, my stomach growls at the smell of the bacon. I love the fact that everyday since I've been waking up it would be the small things that wake me up. Not my landlord banging on my door, not my upstairs neighbor dropping things over my head. But here I would either here Chris laughing or singing, or I would smell food. I wonder if he would even be up considering we didn't get back home until after 3 am from the club.
I sit up, stretching my body as I lean over to grab my phone to check the time. It's 11:57 am, that means I slept the entire morning away which was unlike me. That means I was pretty tired. I get out of bed, going into my bathroom so I could freshen up. I wasn't sure if we had plans today so I would just throw on something cute to wear around here just incase. After doing my daily routine, I slip on a cute little blue body suit, flat iron my hair and I just do my eyeliner and some lip gloss. I spray some of the perfume Chris had got me, it's a chanel perfume and smells so good.
Once I'm finished getting ready, I grab my crutch, my phone and leave out my bedroom heading downstairs. He has such a long stair case, and even longer hallway. I don't know how he moves around here so fast the way he does, and with this broken ankle I'm moving extra slow chile. As I follow the food smell it leads me to the kitchen where I see Chris' Chef cooking, he was down here surprisingly, smoking with a muffin in front of him. He wasn't alone though, he had a few of his friends down here with him. I've seen him on pictures with his friends, but seeing them in person was like so surreal. This whole thing seemed Surreal. I really couldn't believe not only Chris brown saved my life, but now we were in this situation.
" Good morning Chris", I say softly, speaking up making my presence known.
He looks up, a blunt between his pink lips. A smile spreads across his face as he looks me up and down, examing what I had on today I couldn't help but to blush a little bit. He was so fine in the morning. All he had on was a tank top, some jogging pants, his curly hair slightly messy, but he was so fine.
" Good morning Beautiful", He says smiling still as he waves me over for a hug.
" How'd you sleep?" I ask him, hugging him tightly.
" Pretty good, what about you?" He asks, returning the tight embrace.
" Really good I normally don't sleep that long ", I say smiling, as I let him go even though I really didn't want too.
" You needed the rest, we had a long night ", He says winking as I sit next to him.
" I bet you did", One of his friends mutter causing the other guys to laugh.
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COLLIDE. [Book one]
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