You (Matthew Gray Gubler)

Chapter 5

1 month later

Tonight was premiere night for Criminal Minds season 4

Tonight was the night my life would no longer be private

Tonight was the night I would walk the red carpet

 I put on my outfit for the night- red trousers, black stilettos, a fedora, a black lace bra, and a black blazer that i buttoned. I had Lucas come and fix my hair into an updo. 

The doorbell rang. He nodded at me. "I'll let myself out" He said. I anwered the door. Matthew stood there in a suit. He looked hot. "You look gorgeous." Matthew kissed my cheek and I blushed. We linked arms and walked to the elevator. 

"You ready?" He asked. "To lose my private life? I don't think anyone ever is." I answered truthfully. "It's not as bad as it seems, you get used to it." He said. I nodded. We walked out into the lobby and out the back door to the limo.

"Kelsea! I love your look!!" Paget exclaimed as Matthew and I slipped into the limo. "Are you kidding me? Your dress is gorgeous!" I said, sitting between her and Gube. "You're gonna be a fashion icon" A.J. said. "Thanks A.J. You're glowing" I complimented. She smiled.

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"Time for the best part of the night." Shemar linked arms with me. "The after party."

The entire cast, producers, directors, stylists, etcetera were going back to Joe's house- excuse me, fucking mansion where the after party was being held.

"Now I'm not tryna be rude, but hey pretty girl.." Ignition (remix) blared as we walked in. "I love this song!" I said as I pulled Shemar to the living room, Paget, Thomas, Matthew, A.J., Kirsten, and Joe following. 

"It's the remix to ignition, hot and fresh out the kitchen," I sang as we danced. Over the past couple of months these guys had become my family, and I had gotten closest with Shemar and Paget. 

Paget and I made our way to the back deck, where most of the stylists were. "Soooooo did you SEE the way Matthew was staring at you tonight???" Paget asked as I leaned against the railing and took a sip of my drink. I rolled my eyes. "K, he's totally into you!" She said.

"I think he might be slightly jealous of Shemar." Kirsten said, coming over.

"I heard Shemar giving Matthew dude advice" A.J. said. 

"Okay 1: Shemar is my best friend, 2: Matthew doesn't like me and 3: He is my COWORKER we do a show together it's totally inappropriate to pursue a relationship!" I said. Kirsten raised an eyebrow.

"Ya know Matthew is totally checking Kelsea out.." Thomas said, walking up to us. I rolled my eyes and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey kiddo, enjoying the party?" Joe asked from his seat at the kitchen bar. I sat next to him and took a swig of his beer. "The entire cast is trying to play matchmaker." I said. He laughed and put an arm around me. "You know you and Matthew would make a cute pair" "Not you too" I groaned.

"Here, you look like you need this" He passed me his beer. "How bout a game of pool?" I smirked. "I could kick your ass"

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The next morning I sat at Shemar's Kitchen bar, sipping coffee and looking over my lines. I was in my underwear and one of his t-shirts, which came to about mid-thigh. 

I slept in his guest bed, well it was more like my 2nd bedroom now, last night and was too lazy to go to my apartment and grab pajamas.

He walked into the kitchen in sweatpants and tossed a magazine in front of me. 

Criminal Minds introduces new star Kelsea Gallagher, our newest fashion guru.

The magazine was titled, and it had a picture of me on the red carpet. 

"You're trending on twitter, lil bit" Shemar said, showing me his phone. I smiled. "Guess no more privacy for me, huh." I said.

"I brought donuts!" Paget said, walking in. "And a magazine with your face on it." She handed me a different magazine, one with a picture from my first shoot, i did about a week ago. It was titled:

Hollywoods new rising star Kelsea Gallagher, who is she?

I tossed the magazine on the counter and grabbed a donut. "Are you packed?" Paget asked, her mouth full of donut. My eyes went wide. "You know we have to be at the airport in an hour...." Shemar said. 

I jumped down from the counter and ran out the door, and down the stairs to my apartment. I ran towards my door to see Matthew standing in front of it, about to knock. He looked at me questioningly. I looked down at my attire and blushed. 

"I SWEAR it's not what it looks like" I said. He laughed. "you didn't strike me as that kind of person, Kelse." He winked. I rolled my eyes and punched him in the arm. I unlocked the door to my apartment and ran inside and up the stairs to my room.

"I'm guessing you haven't packed." Matthew called from my living room. I heard him turn on my X box. I pulled out my suitcases and started throwing things in. Ok, bra, panties, swimsuits,

"Why are you here anyways? I mean there's nothing wrong with it you can come anytime I was just... wondering" I called over the railing as I changed into grey sweatpants and a cropped jersey that said problems 99.

"Oh I brought you Starbucks, and I had free time. All my stuff is in the car." He said. I smiled. Every day since we met Matthew had brought me a venti white chocolate mocha for breakfast. It was the sweetest thing.

"I have told you to stop spending that kind of money on me, Gube." I said, throwing my shorts and skirts into my suitcase. "Oh it's like five bucks" He argued. I put my MacBook, iPad and chargers into my backpack.

"PER DAY." I pointed out. I heard him walk up the stairs. 

"Worth it." He said quietly. I stopped packing and looked up at him. His eyes were always my favorite thing about his appearance, well, his jawline was a close second. He put his hands on my waist and softly pulled me closer to him. 

"Lil bit you almost done?" Shemar called as he walked into my apartment. I groaned. "I shouldn't have given him a key." I whispered. Matthew smiled and kissed my cheek. 

"Yeah I'm almost done, Gube's helping me pack" I called back. I went into my closet and grabbed the shirts I wanted to take with me. I packed the rest of my essentials and Matthew grabbed my duffel and went downstairs. Shemar smirked at me as he picked up my suitcase.

"Shut up." I said, picking up my backpack.