It's raining but not the ugly rain the kind of rain where the sun is still shining and it's just a light rain, yet not a sprinkle. Anyways, I'm also really really hyper!! Last night my new neighbors who have 2 young daughters and an 18 yr old son that'd never home but really cool and stuff were screaming at each other until 2am. My mom called the cops on them and it was funny! So I just had KFC and some ice cream and dr pepper. That's in the last 20 minutes. Plus I'm really bored so I get hyper from that. Also my cat just tried to sit on my shoulder but fell off and flipped, I laughed SO HARD!! Anyways, to the story :)
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*Greyson's POV*
I woke up at 10am the next day, and like always, immediately checked my twitter. What I saw made me gasp. The fans had found out that it was Kyleigh, and they had also found her twitter. I saw some tweets and was shocked by the crazy things they were tweeting. I wasn't even dating Kyleigh yet! What would happen if I did. They would go crazy...although...they already thought I was dating her, maybe this WAS the crazy. I tweeted:
Any more mean tweets to @KyleighJane and I will block you AND report you for cyber bullying >:(
I felt so bad. This was all my fault; Kyleigh didn't want to have crazy fans hating on her. I didn't want her to see all of this alone, I wanted to be there when she saw these tweets, because yeah, there was no escape, she WOULD end up seeing them, but if it was with me, there would be someone there to assure her that it would die down. I called her.
"Hello?" She sounded half asleep.
"Hey, throw some real clothes on and get over here!" I exclaimed.
"What?"
"I can have someone who's already over there pick you up. There will be a black SUV in front of your house in 10 minutes."
"Ugh, fine. But just because you're awesome." She hung up.
I had to wait an hour before she got here. I grabbed her hand when she knocked and pulled her through the house to my room.
"What are you doing?!" She yelled.
"I am kidnapping you." I said smugly.
"Yeah, I can tell. Why?"
"Because...I want to take you to In N Out burger! You've never been, and I know this, because you're from Oklahoma. Where there is no good food."
"Whatever." She laughed.
"But since it's only 11:30, we can wait an hour." I decided.
"And do what?"
"Watch TV? Talk? I don't know." I offered.
"I just want to chill." She said, flopping backwards onto my bed.
"You would." I laughed, sitting down next to her.
"So, wanna talk?" She propped herself up on her elbow.
I leaned back to where I was even with her, "About what?"
"What do you think about all your fans?"
"I love them and appreciate them but they are kinda crazy and obsessive."
"Truer words have never been spoken. What about your comparison to Justin Bieber?"
"I don't get it. We sing different styles, we don't look alike, and we aren't even from the same country."
"I never thought about all of that!" She laughed.
"No my turn. Give me your life story."
"What?" She asked, confused.
