Suddenly Yours (a bang chan fanfic)

Chapter 3

The next morning, I wake up in a bed that's not mine. It smells like vanilla and I just want to stay here forever.  I look around the room as I sit up and notice a study desk in the corner. Walking over, I also notice a lot of polaroid pictures hanging above the wall of the desk. They were of Chris posing with what looked like his friends. Then I glance over his desk and surprisingly, it's very clean and tidy. Typical Chris.

My eyes catch a photo frame sitting on the corner of the table. "Is that..." I pick it up and smile. "He still kept it all these years." It's a picture of us both, back in high school before I left. He was so tiny back then. But now he's taller than me.

"You're awake."

I gasp and turn around. He's wearing black sweats and looking very good in it. "Yeah, just woke up."

"Breakfast will be ready in 15. Why don't you freshen up? I left a spare toothbrush in the bathroom for you." He closes the room door, leaving me to myself. I let out a breathe that I didn't even realize I was holding. What is with him? Does he have this affect on everyone? Or just me?

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When I walk into the kitchen, the aroma in the air is enough for me salivate. I glance around and spot a cup of hot coffee and steaming omelette with 3 kinds of jams, marmalade and jelly. There was also a basket of croissants and bread in the middle of the table. "Take a seat."

I sit and he comes with a plate of crisp bacon, just the way I like it. "Do you want cream or milk for your cofffee?"

"Cream, please."

He adds the cream in my cup and stirs it before handing it to me. "Thank you."

He smiles. "Eat."

And eat, I do. I finish my plate and manage to eat 2 croissants and 3 pieces of bread. The whole time, I noticed Chris didn't say a single thing. And I was very thankful for it. And by the end, I was satisfied with a full tummy. If it was Troy, he would've taken my plate after my third bite. "I've never eaten a meal which ended in a full tummy," I confess.

I watch Chris tense, his hand turning into a fist. "Aubrey."

"Yes?"

"Are you happy?"

I tilt my head, confused at his question. "Yes."

"With Troy?"

I wantes to say yes but with all that went down last night, he will see right through my lies. "No."

"So why are you still married to him?"

"I don't....," I sigh. "Chris. You don't know what his mom is like. She will ruin my reputation and make sure to tell everyone what kind of a person I really am who couldn't give her son one thing: a child."

As he's about to say something, his phone rings. Scowling, he puts it to his ear. "Yeah?" He gets up and goes to the patio. I watch him close the patio door and turn around, saying something on the phone.

I gasp. My phone! I sprint to the room and scan till I spot my phone on the bed side table. Quickly, I unlock it and tons of notifications start popping up. My eyes widen at Troy's 30 missed calls and 20 texts. I click on the texts and instantly regret it.

T: where are you?
T: so you're not even going to pick up my calls?
T: aubrey, pick up your damn phone
T: where the fuck are you?!
T: i swear to god if you're screwing around behind my back

I scoff at his last text. Screwing around is your job Troy. I send a quick text to Leanna.

A: hey i need a favor. Pls, if troy calls and ask about me, tell him im sleeping at your place