CHAPTER 18

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Chase

24th of February 2020
-Is it the look in your eyeees? or is it this dancing juice, who cares baby, I think I wanna marry youuu- I sing, as I wash my face. The cold water immediately hitting my sleepy skin, making me wake up in an instant.
I grab the nearest towel to my sink and start patting my face with it, removing all the water and soap.
To be honest, I hardly ever washed my face in the mornings nor I did my skin care routine but I was going to be filmed by a whole lot of camaras so at least I had to try to look good right?
I know I was stupid for thinking that just by applying mosturizer for the first time in a year I would immediately look good but there was no other thing I could do.
I walk to the kitchen and open one of the cupboards, grabbing a mug and starting to prepare my coffee.
I dance a bit to some Bruno Mars happy songs while grabbing the oat milk, it added a fresh splash to my coffee that I loved.

I wait some minutes for it to be completely ready so I tidy up a bit my living room, since it was looking a bit messy.
I grab some pilows that were now on the floor and place them on the sofa as I grab some cleaning supplies and start cleaning the windows and the shelves of the apartment.
I hadn't cleaned in a while and I just remembered why, I really hated doing so.
Thanks to Liv my apartment didn't look like a hurricane had just came over but I still tried to help as much as I could.
Although she didn't usually live here, she claimed that she could focus on her studies way better here so she would just sit in a small office I had and study there. I don't know how she did it though, it really was a small office.
Last night she spent all the night studying, something that made me admire her so much.
I was already the proudest when I discovered her true passion, but seeing how motivated she actually was to pursue her dreams made me look up to her even more.

It's the "ding" of the microwave the thing that makes me head back to the kitchen, where I grab my hot coffee mug and place it on the island as I sit in one of the stools.
I check my phone, even though I hated doing so in the mornings I needed to see what time it was.
I didn't want to be late in our first ever press interview.

Today we would dilm interviews for Netflix, Variety, Buzzfeed and Refinery29.
I had also a solo interview with Netflix, just because I the protagonist/main character or whatever while the rest would do another one for Young Hollywood, as Jonas said I was too grown up to do that.
It honestly made me laugh, it had me and Liv crackling last night.

-You already too old!- She would tell me.
I don't think she ever stopped mocking me.

I was just wearing some sweatpants and a hoodie, as they would get us dressed, there was no point in dressing more.
They were lucky I actually changed my pants.

-What time do you have to be there?- A sleepy Olivia asks me, as she goes to the kitchen, probably looking for coffee.

-10am- I say, checking again the time, it was almost nine now and considering the netflix offices were actually not so close I should probably start leaving now.

-You better start leaving now then- she says, going through the fridge, grabbing something to eat.

-Yup- I tell her, standing up and taking the last sips of my coffee.
I grab my phone and my charger and give Liv a small kiss on the forehead, as it was my way of saying goodbye.

-Good luck, I'm so proud of you- she says as I walk through the door.

-Love you- I tell her, while closing the door.

I can hear a love you too before I close it.
I take a big breath and start heading to my car. I don't know if it's because of the nervousness but my legs start walking really fast so I arrive to my car not even a minute after closing my door.
I get in and I take another big sigh. Breathing correctly would be the only thing that would calm me down in moments like this one.

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