Don't Forget To Smile (O'J Fan Fiction)

Chapter. 8

Hey guys, again I'm writing this on my phone. Last night I met a really great friend of my family and she brought her son with her. They live in England and The Voice was on so they quickly became aware of my slight obsession with Jessie J and told me they lived in Essex! But it got even better because I found out her son, he works in a shop in Rumford (if that's spelt correctly) and I was so thrilled as I couldn't get over the fact they lived where she spent her childhood! It was such a good evening, me informing them about Jessie and them learning some local words and phrases they didn't know existed ha ha. Um, so I don't really have much else to tell you guys so I guess I should just give you the chapter, here it is, enjoy :)

*Jessie*

It was Saturday morning and I woke up in Danny's bed as I had been staying here since Wednesday. It's like Danny heals me. He makes me forget about him. He makes the pain go away. Whenever Danny's around I can be me again. I was interrupted my though process by a light knocking on the bedroom door.

"You don't have to knock, its your house," I stated.

"I want to give you privacy. I brought you breakfast," he smiled.

"Since when did you learn to cook?" I teased.

"Since always," he laughed. He sat down at the bottom of the bed after giving me the tray. He watched me eat but I didn't finish all of the food.

"Thank you," I said after I had finished.

"No problem."

"Last day today," I spoke.

"Yeah, it's weird to think that another series will be over tomorrow," Danny sighed.

"Yeah, its kind of sad," I replied.

"Yeah, well we better get ready to go," he told me.

Danny allowed me to shower first, I spent longer in the shower than I normally would jut letting the water soak into my pores, relaxing me. It was sure to be an emotional day for a number of reasons. I got out and put on my leggings and jumper I bought the other day before returning to the bedroom to dry my hair, this gave Danny time to shower and get ready. I was just applying my eye liner when he came out to gel his hair. I loved his hair, his quiff was always perfect, it always sat at the same angle - slightly to the right. I chuckled at him doing it.

"What?" Danny smiled.

"You take more care with your hair than I do with mine," I chuckled. He missed a lose strand. "Come here you goof," I told him.

He took one step closer closing the gap between us. I pushed him onto the bed and lifted my hairspray off the cabinet. I sprayed the area the strand was loose from before pushing the stand into it.

"There," I smiled, handing him the small mirror.

"Thank you," he said.

"It's okay."

"We should get going."

"Yeah because I want to stop into Starbucks on the way," I chuckled.

We left Danny's giggling together about something random. Starbucks wasn't busy so we got through without much problems. It was a short car journey to the studio. When we got there I couldn't help but remember the last time I came through those doors, it was to see Jake. I though about this and started seeing red. I dashed to my dressing room but Danny was hot on my heels. I didn't have to say anything, he just knew.

"Come here," he invited me into his open embrace. "It's going to be okay," he told me, hugging me tightly.

"Yeah, I know. It's just hard coming here," I confessed.