Hidden Truth (Trey Songz FanFic)

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Wow this house is huge. Natalie thought as she made her way through it. She went into the kitchen first and saw that he had barely any food, but lots of pots and pans and silverware. She made her way through the living room and down the hall.

There were four bedrooms not including his; the master bedroom. One was labeled guest bed which is where Tate and Miles were. The others didn't have a label. Natalie opened one and it was empy so she opened the other and it was full of boxes and she went inside.

Wonder whats in here. She read the labels on the boxes. High school trophies. High school awards. Talent show videos. Hmm interesting. Baby photos. Even more interesting.

Natalie opened the box quietly and took out a photo album. She began to flip through smiling and laughing at all the cute photos of baby Trey Songz. She turned to the last page but closed it, when Trey walked in.

"Um what are you doing?" He asked with one eyebrow raised.

"Uh what? I was just looking at your baby pictures." She said smiling up at him.

He bent down and took the book from her. He placed it back in the box and held out his hand for her. She looked at it then reached for him. He pulled her up and she hugged him.

"What was that for?" Trey asked smiling

"Just because you were such a cute baby."

"Call me cute again and see what happens"

"You... are... so... CUTE!" Natalie yelled the last word and took off running out of the room.

Trey chased after her and she was hiding behind one of the couches in the living room.

"Where is she? Guess im just gonna go to bed since i cant find her" Trey said jokingly.

She came out from behind the couch and walked over to him.

"There she is. Let's go to sleep its late."

"Okay fine." Natalie said taking off her hoodie. When she did her shirt came up and Trey saw her body. He moved closer to her and curled his arm around her waist and pulled her into him.

Her eyes stayed locked on his face but he wouldnt look at her. She ducked her head down to kiss him and he stopped her.

"Natalie."

"You said you were going to give us a chance. You arent a bad person to be attracted to me. Its not like im 12. Kiss me its ok."

"Would this be your first kiss?"

She was caught off guard. "psh. First kiss. Me? Yeah no way."

He raised his eyebrows at her frowning his mouth to the side that said 'really?'

"Ok yes but so. Who cares?"

"Nobody."

"Kiss me." Her eyes pleaded up at him he licked his lips and ducked his head down. They moved closer until their lips collided with power. The kiss deepened and Natalie wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her in closer.

"Ah-hem". The sound of someone clearing their throat stopped their magical moment. Troy was standing in the front foyer quite unhappy.

"What are you doing?" He asked sternly.

"Um kissing her?" Trey said it as more of a question.

"Natalie go get into bed i'll talk to Troy." Natalie left them and went into Treys bedroom.

"Shes a chi-"

"I already know what you're going to say. But shes different. I really like her i know shes younger than me but we arent having sex so im not doing anything illegal and my fans and the public doesnt have to know until shes of age."

"Whatever. I managed to get them a flight out in the morning."

"Yeah about that. They arent leaving for a while. I promised i would do a song with them."

"Well she does have a nice voice but you cant sit around babysitting all day. You have interviews and the album to work on."

"I know all that Troy. Just let me enjoy this alright. You're welcome to sleep on the couch."

Trey went into his bedroom and closed the door. He walked over to natalie and got in his bed.

"So how was it?" He asked and she turned over.

"How was what?"

"Your first kiss."

"Oh. Um.... shortlived." She said smiling.

"Nice try. Goodnight Natalie."

She rolled her eyes but scooted in closer and turned her back to him. Her butt was touching against his private area.

"Goodnight." She said with a knowing attitude.

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Trey you gotta stop this thing with Natalie

I looked around confused questioning where i was not recognizing my location.

Natalie is... your....

My what? Shes my what?

Look in the book.

What book.

The book with pictures.

Just then the random person faded away and i was at a familiar destination. Natalies house.

Mom wheres my pink shoe.

I heard while walking right past natalie guess she doesnt see me.

Idk Nat check upstairs.

I followed her up the stairs and came across a photo on the wall of a man who look similar to me. We had the same facial build.

Natalie walked right in front of me
Just then the room changed and i was outside in an empty field of just grass.

I saw one headstone so i walked to it
"Rip Tré Pastel"
Jumping up he was confused by the dream. He saw natalie was not in the bed with him and he went to look for her. She was in the room with his boxes looking at the photo album. She was on the last picture and Trey looked over her shoulder and saw the man that he saw on the wall at Natalies house. Under picture read 'Uncle Tré P"

"Natalie who is that?"
He asked but she didnt move or say anything like she didnt hear him.
Just then Trey woke up for real.
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Trey woke up in a state of confusion. He looked around in the dark room to find he was alone. He heard the sound of his piano being played so he got up deciding to go investigate. He glanced at the clock on the wall that read 4:30 p.m.

how did i sleep so late?

As Trey walked into the living room he saw Natalie sitting at the piano with a with her two friends Tate and Miles.

"hey what are yall doin? I didnt give permission to touch my piano."

Natalie stopped playin out the sound of Trey's voice.

"Sorry we were.... sorry."

She said looking down. He had tears coming down his face. When Natalie looked up she rushed over to him.

"Hey whats wrong?" She reached out to wipe the tears from his face, but he moved back.

She pulled her hands back. "Whats the matter? Did you have a bad dream?"

Trey wiped at his face in a rushed manner-- in the way a man does when he's embarrased that he's crying--.

"We need to talk. Now."