My Defining Moment

Chapter nine: Deal

Stefan's P.O.V.

I woke up early the next morning. As I rolled out of bed u thought back to last night. There was something off about that guy last night. And I'm not just talking about the fact that he was holding onto Skyler and was a jerk. There was something else going on.

But if she didn't want to tell me I respected that. Maybe I can get her to tell me without even knowing it.

After a few minutes of debating with myself I decided to go for a run. I'm sure my choreographer would be happy with me. He's always saying how the dances will be easier if we kept in shape.

And if I do say so myself I think we did a good job. Now none of us have bulging muscles like The Rock, but more than average. Plus not to mention having a nice six pack helps get the ladies ruining after you. Well besides being famous.

I didn't feel the presence of a hangover which was good. I got dressed in a tshirt and shorts, grabbing my phone and earbuds. I left the house quietly and slipped out the back entrance.  

Now this may be surprising but I don't listen to the same music I sing. I like to listen to R&B, hip-hop music even though I can't rap to save my life.

I ran through the back alleys till I found my usual running trail. Not many people come back here so I didn't have to worry about seeing fans.

With a life as hectic as mines been its nice to get out of the spotlight every once and awhile. Just relax and be yourself not the person people want you to be. Wow that sounded like something a girl would gush about.

A good half hour later I left the path and made my way back to the penthouse. It was 8:30 by now. Nobody should be up yet. I pulled my seat soaked shirt over my head and inserted my key in the door slipping back in.

I walked into the kitchen and jumped back in surprise when I saw Skyler standing on the kitchen counter reaching for the medicine cabinet.

My sudden appearance made her scream and jump. It was in slow motion but u wasn't fast enough to catch her. She lost her footing and fell backward off the counter landing on side.

"Ow! Shit I think I broke my wrist." She muttered trying to get up off the floor.

I gave her a hand up, "Here let me see." She handed me her wrist to examine, "Can you move it?"

"Yeah. The pains wearing off now."

"You know we have to stop meeting like this." I stated.

"What, you shirtless and me looking for something?"

"Well I was thinking more along the lines of me scaring you."

"Oh" she said blushing slightly, like she overlooked the obvious.

"You need help getting something down?"

"Yeah the aspirin. I have a but of a headache."

I reached up and grabbed the Costco size bottle from the cupboard. I handed her two and got a glass of water.

"So what is it with you? I know you have shirts, do you just not like to wear them?" She asked nonchalantly.

I chuckled, "Why does it make you uncomfortable?"

"No"

"I think it does." I said stepping closer to you.

"Pu-lease, I've seen better."

"Classic answer. Where? And don't say Taylor Lautner."

"Fine. Channing Tatum." She grinned.

"What does he have that I don't?" I scoffed.