Meeting Macey

Dares and Douchès

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Double update guys! Sorry for the delay O the previous chapter - I had written it days before but It didn't allow me to post it for some reason. Anyway, enjoy!

•MACEY'S POINT OF VIEW•

I choked and spluttered as he removed his sunglasses "I..It..The.." He laughs and placed his elbows on my mattress leaning closer. I breathe heavily, suddenly realising that I was totally unaware of this celebrity and he still stayed beside me. I need to be myself around him.

"So you've heard the doc what's my problem?" I ask blatantly chuckling rolling on my side to face him. "I couldn't tell you. All I know is you have a choice of crutches or wheelchairs for the next couple of months." He says as I sigh, exhaling deeply as he smirks.

"What's with the chappy face?" I ask poking his dimples and smiling. "You don't like it? It's my sexy girl-grabber. Or the SGG for short." He says obnoxiously as I snort. "SGG? More like the Dying Emu Expression or the DEE." I say sarcastically laughing with him. "I can live with that. So make your choice Macey. Wheels or Steel?" He says first glancing to the left at the wheelchair in the corner, then to the right with the crutches." "Wheels. That way I can terminate you." I say sitting up as he graciously acts as a gentleman and wheels the chair to my bed.

"Thanks." I say attempting to move. I wince in pain as my back aches and my ankle clicks. "Here let me help you." He says placing his arms of steel under my legs and his hand to support my back, lifting me into the machine. "Stronger than I thought." I say jokingly. "Well I remember one things my fans used to believe." He said rotating my chair so I can face him. "And what's that Mr. Who-A-Holder?" I ask as I try to sit patiently. "They thought I smuggled hydrogen tanks under my tops." He says as we look at each other and burst into laughter.

"So I nickname all my co-stars. Nina Dobrev is 'Nenes,' Paul Weasley is 'Ron' so I have a nickname for you." He says as I laugh rolling my eyes. "It's 'Juliet." I look up curiously. "Why'd you say that?" I asked. "We'll Macey for short is Mace, a mace is like a club that resembles a spear. Shakespeare becomes Romeo and Juliet and so your officially Juliet." "Wow." I say in awe. "Theoretical thinking Mia." I say twisting my torso to wheel myself to the door.

"Where are you going?" He asks nervously sprinting to the door. "Lets play truth or dare." I say smirking. "Two can play at that game Juliet." He says grinning childishly. "Your nicknames 'To'. Your eyes were topaz colour and for short it's 'To.' Let the games begin To." I say as I wonder into the hallway.