Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)

FLASH 11-Food Fight Disaster

(A/N: I'm really really sorry guys! I didn't updated for I was thinking of ideas and nothing came in my mind. Here you go... 

And oh, I just added a scene in the last part of this edited chapter. Hope you would like it)

BELLE

We continued to sing; still on that awkward position. And so, it ended. He was still holding my waist while my arm was wrapped around his neck and we were both staring at each other’s eyes. The crowd of girls on the front row howled and there were some at the back who were silently murmuring at each other and it's just way too obvious. But I just simply shrugged it off and go with the flow.

The mini concert’s already over. Some fans were already walking away and some came late and chose to stay, hoping to see just even a glimpse of their idol. They were already here for 3 hours and Greyson was busy talking to Staci. I was just so kind so I approached them and even talked to them. Thanks God they won’t bite unlike other fans of Greyson.

“Hey, did you guys already eat?”

“Uh some ate their dinners and some of us skipped the meal. ”I gave them a surprised look. What? Are they really crazy? They skipped meal just so they can see Greyson?! These girls. They're total Gayson worshippers.

“Greyson!” I called out. They all froze and did the fangirling thingy; screaming like retards.

“What?” He raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat annoyed.

“Do you have food?” I asked again. 

“No." He answered straight to the point. This can't be! I pity those girls.

I walked towards his place and whisper-yelled, “Oh c’mon! Look at your fans! Some of them didn’t even eat their meals just so they can see you! Now, can you grab pizza for them?”

He sighed and answered, “Yes, yes. I don’t want them to get like that. I’ll deliver food for them. Hold on.” He took the phone out from his pocket and dialed a number. Somehow, he still cares about his fans’ even though he’s not a well-mannered guy. Sorry but that’s the truth! He’s a conceited jerk to be honest.

After a few minutes, the pizza was already delivered. I paid for it and approached them holding a box of pizza.

“Hey guys! Greyson ordered this for you!”

“Wow! Kindly send him our thanks." One skinny girl, with black framed eyeglasses and tanned skin says. She's an Asian gal to be exact. Another one told me, "Tell him I love him, we love him, I want to marry him and we all want to marry him." And they all laughed altogether. I kinda missed those times I fangirled over Greyson too and nobody noticed in my school that I was an Enchancer (except for my friends)

“Sure.” I replied and made chuckles, knowing how crazy they were when it comes to Greyson Chance. I made my way towards Greyson, who was currently being distracted by the phone messages he's receiving and it probably came from only one person the Enchancers didn't knew he had a relationship with: Lauren Westphalen.

“Tell them, no problem.” He says straight-forwardly, not removing his gaze onto the screen which was illuminating a few parts of his face. And told 'ya, my senses were right. I saw his messages and Lauren's name popped up in the upper part of the screen, filling one-fourths of his phone.

“Why don’t you just go to them and tell it to them face to face instead of passing the message to me? You have your feet, your mouth, you stupid dumbass!” I whisper-yelled.

“Sheesh. Fine!” He whisper-yelled again, furrowing his eyebrows and approached them.I can see that he’s good when it comes to interacting with his fans. And some were squealing in delight. They look like they’ve known each other for years and Greyson's smile couldn't be . Well, obviously! But they don’t know the real Greyson Chance.