Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)

FLASH 13-"Her First Kiss..."

GREYSON

I slowly opened my eyes and found a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at me, more likely staring at my soul deep within my eyes. My eyes were exhausted and 

“Hey are you okay?” I pushed her and Clint fell on the floor. 

“No, now that you’re here.” I said and closed my eyes. Wait, where am I? Oh, I’m still here in the suite. Wait, how did I get here?

“Are you okay?” Staci asked.

“Yes, I’m fine. Feeling a ‘bit dizzy. The last thing I remembered was when I was in the hotel bar, ordering my fruit juice. I drank it all and then everything went blank.”

“Well, that bartender knows you are Greyson Chance, I think so he put something alcoholic in your drink so that he can take advantage of you.” Clint explained. Oh so that literally means the bartender wants me? Oh I'm so attractive *flips hair*

“Well, why do you care?” I rolled my eyes and huffed.

“Because you are my business.” She said proudly.

Because you are my business.

Aish! Stop it!

I raised an eyebrow, “What are you trying to tell me?”

“You’re my business ‘coz you are my boyfriend, duh!” And with that, she blushed.

“Say what?”

“My fake b-boyfriend…” She chuckled nervously.

“Say what Belle? Your fake boyfriend? I’m getting confused.” Her manager, Monique complained.

“It’s complicated.” I simply told her.

~*~

“So you made a deal with Staci and you wrote your signature here?”

“Exactly.”

“My god! Do you know how big the trouble you got into?”

She sighed, “I know. It’s too late.”

“For now, I’m gonna let that pass but if things would get messed then you’d be forced to stop this. You’re still my priority tho. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“You can’t do that!” Staci protested.

“I can. That’s just a piece of paper. I can easily rip it into pieces.” She said and stormed out of the suite.

“Hey Greyson, mall show later. 3:30 pm. Be ON TIME.” She emphasized. “And oh, before I might even forget, bring your girlfriend with you.” Sheheaved out a light chuckle. 

I silently cursed under my breath before she left. I took a glance of my wristwatch and checked the time… 12:30 pm. Great, seems like I slept for ages. Now, are we the only ones left?

“What to do?” She asked me happily. Is she on drugs?

“What’s that smile on your face?” I asked, confused of her actions. She was acting too strange lately.

“Nothing.”

“Psh.” I rolled my eyes.

“Yesterday, you were like on drugs, Greyson.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“You don’t act like the bad ass Greyson Chance. You were smiling at me all the time.”

I wiggled my eyebrows, “Oh really?”

“Yeah. You were like the angelic Greyson I knew from the very start.” She muttered silently but loud enough for me to hear it.