Bad Girls Club (celebrity au)

7| Leave it at That

Rihanna was the first to wake up. On top of Chris? She looked over and saw on the small clock on the nightstand said it was that 1:09 in the afternoon. And Beyoncé wasn't in the room to help her out of this situation.

Rihanna cursed at herself for letting this happen. It wasn't supposed to happen. She sat on the other side of the bed and pulled most of the cover over her.

"Chris," Rihanna whispered loud enough so Chris could wake up. She shook his arm and called at him to wake up again.

"What?" Chris sat up. He started rubbing his eyes and opened them looking at Rihanna. He smiled. The sun shinning in the background of Rihanna had a big affect on her morning appearance. Her green eyes and the curve of her pink lips sent him into a wild drive. Enough to say 'I love you' all over again. Her black hair crinkled from the water and sleeping on it stopped at her shoulders and strands falling in front of her face.

She looked beautiful.

"Chris," Rihanna calmly said. He didn't want to speak. He just wanted to hear her voice. So he nodded, letting her know she can keep going.

"You should go before someone comes up here." She looked and sounded so innocent. He didn't move much. He wanted to take in all of her beauty, knowing this will probably be the last time he would see her again.

"Okay, I'll go." Chris stood off the bed and stretched picking up his dry swim trunks. "Is this all that I have?" Chris asked turning around to face Rihanna.

Her cheeks flushed red and he hadn't realized he was naked until after her covered him self with his hand. "Sorry," he apologized.

"That's fine." Rihanna got out the bed with the white duvet wrapped around her body. She pushed him out the door and pointed to where the bathroom was so he could change and she could finally be alone.

She let out a breath of air she didn't know she was holding. She fell back on her bed and looked at the ceiling. A few knocks came before she could fully comprehend what really happened between her and Chris.

"Who is it?" Rihanna said pulling the duvet tighter around her. The door opened without answer and she sat up to see Beyoncé. "Hi." Beyoncé waved.

"Guess who I saw in our bathroom?" Beyonce smirked jumping on Rihanna's bed.

Rihanna sighed. "It's him, I know." she couldn't help but smile. She wrapped the duvet around her hand and pulled it up to her mouth trying to hide her smile.

"Yup. He opened the door right on me. But lucky for me, I wasn't undressed." Beyonce pointed towards Rihanna and looked away. "Unlike someone," Beyonce teased.

Rihanna just laughed. "Come on, me and Nicki had made you guys some breakfast around twelve so it's probably not cold yet." Rihanna nodded. "I'll see you downstairs." And Beyonce left.

Rihanna stood off her bed and the duvet fell from her body revealing herself. She walked over to her closet and put on a random pair of Victoria's Secret underwear and just left it like that with a white tank top and black skinny jeans.

When it came to leave the room, she wanted to wait a little bit longer so she didn't have to run into Chris. Her mind wandered from sitting there for five extra minutes and she thought about Kim. Shouldn't she be back by now?

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Kim's Point of View

After a few meaningless hours trying to plot on Beyonce and Rihanna, it got tiring. I couldn't really think of a way where it wasn't obvious that I was being fake. I was gonna do one where I would pretend to be friends with Beyonce and then slowly with Rihanna and then have them turn against each other. But this isn't the fifth grade.