Can I ask you a question..?

Chapter 16

Heyyy,

Welcome back!

Sorry, it's been a while. I wasn't really in the mood to write and didn't have much inspiration for this chapter.

Hope you'll enjoy it!

Kyrie <3

August 8th

"What happened again?"

"I told you, nothing really. We talked for a bit then her mother came to tell us it was time to leave."

"Just the two of you??"

"Yes! As I told you, Evin was flirting with this security guy."

"Sounds like her indeed"

"Hey!" Evin gently punches my sister's shoulder.

"She's not wrong, though" It's Lenny's turn to receive a slight punch.

We all calm down when we enter the stadium and look for someone from the staff. Such a coincidence that the first person we see is Greg.

Taylor and I talked a bit yesterday night. She said she saw with her team to get us places near the stage, which wasn't so easy since the stadium was sold out.

Greg smiles at my friend which she notices and gives back.

"If you could follow me" He keeps his smile and starts leading the way between all of the fans chatting, crying and dancing excitedly. We reach a few free places closer from the stage that I thought. "Enjoy the show ladies!" He kisses Evin on the cheek and leaves us.

We all laugh at Evin's face. If you could see it, I've rarely seen someone as red. They start talking but my mind keeps going back to a certain American singer.

'Thank you so much for the places you didn't have to do that!'

To my surprise she answers and very quickly.

Taylor<3: 'We already talked about this, it's my pleasure!'

'Shouldn't you be getting ready for the show instead of texting strangers?'

Taylor <3: 'Talking to my stranger is better. But you're right, I need to get ready!'

Taylor <3: 'I hope you're still up to come with your family backstage after the show?'

Taylor <3: 'Have fun!!'

I roll my eyes then put my phone away. I came here to spend time with my family, not to talk with a blonde that I can't get off my mind. The clock says there's only a minute before the start of the show and my sisters seem to be really deep into a conversation with Evin about something that my mom isn't able to explain.

"She played King Of My Heart?? And I Know Places?? Oh my god??"

"I know right??"

"I freaked out when she started playing!"

"Of course you did, you always do." Lennie answers me as Greg is leading the way to Taylor's dressing room.

"That is not true?" I say faking offence.

"Evi still has the videos of your reactions during most of the shows and surprises song. You always go crazy I swear!"

"Lennie is right, sweetheart. I think if you continue like this someone might think you're mentally unstable."

"She is mentally unstable Lya." I give my friend a death glare.

Once we're in front of the door, Evin tells us that she's gonna join us later because she needs to 'go to the toilet'. I know her. She just wants to spend more time with Greg. We nod and enter the room where Taylor is already waiting for us. 

As soon as I open the door, we're greeted by a tall blondie that pulls me into her arms. "Camille!!! You came!!"

"Of course I came, I mean I wasn't going to refuse." She lets go off me and walks towards my family.

"Hiii! You must be Lennie right?" She hugs my first sister then pull away. "And you're Lena! It's so nice to meet you" She hugs my second sister.

When she steps back, my mother speaks up. "Hello, my name is Lya." She holds her hand for Taylor to shake but she takes her in a tight embrace instead.

We all sit on the couch and talk for half an hour when Evin comes into the room and sits right next to me. The whole scene feels like a dream.

At some point my mother's phone goes off. I can see my father's contact name when she declines his call which makes me breathe. She makes her phone fall and picks it up quickly. She turns it on just to check that it isn't broken. A picture of a very young dirty blonde in a jersey appears in the screen.

Taylor leans closer to me and start whispering in my ear. "I know it's none of my business but is it baby you on your mom's screen?"

"Don't worry, you're good! And yes it's like seven years old me when I was on a basketball team."

"You play basketball?"

"I did, for most of my childhood."

"Oh so you know how to ball huh?"

"Well I wouldn't say that bu-"

"Camille was the best in her team. Her coaches reached for her for every single match, she was really good at it. I still don't understand why you stopped Sweetie." My mom cuts me, I've never told anyone that my father forced me to stop. He said it was a waste of money and that I needed to be more feminine.

"I don't remember you playing in a team but I remember when you used to throw books at us when we were bothering you. You never missed the head." Lennie adds and I put my head down ashamed as I feel Taylor's mocking eyes on my head.

"Or this time when Ryan was bullying me at school, when you learnt about it I don't think he was ready to receive a brick in his face."

"He deserved it. I hope I never see his ugly face again."

"SWEETIE!"

Taylor:

Honestly it's going way better than I thought. We've been talking for a good thirty minutes about everything and nothing. Camille is sitting right next to me. It's a bit stressful honestly.

I love how they automatically speak French when they don't remember a word. I love French. I think it's a beautiful language, I know a few words but not enough to make an actual conversation so I just listen and try ti understand whenever they do.

My mother sent me a message a while ago that she was going back to the hotel and that a few security guards were still here as well as my driver so I can leave whenever I want.

I'm talking to Lennie who's sitting on my right when I feel a weight on my shoulder. I turn to face whatever it is when I see Camille's head resting against me, half asleep. I put my arm around her shoulders and she leans even more against me. 

"Stroking and playing with her hair make her fall asleep faster."

I look at Lennie who just whispered in my ear and mutter a small 'thank you'. I look back at the French girl almost on me and take a strand of her hair between my fingers and start to play with it and keep talking with everyone. a few minutes when I look down, Camille is fast asleep. I smile softly and continue to play with her hair. I could get used to it.

NO Taylor!

You won't get used to anything, you'll see her tomorrow if she's still okay with that and probably never after. You need to be reasonable. She's just a fan, I mean c'mon you're dreaming to think someone like her could like you back. Like me back? I'm not even sure if I like her.

But she's so beautiful.

And gorgeous.

And cute.

And smart.

...okay 

Maybe I do like her...