Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)

FLASH 21-Another competitor, perhaps...

BELLE

I woke up from the sizzling sound coming from the kitchen. My eyes fluttered open and I blinked a few times before realizing that I was in a bed. No, not the bed from my suite but coming from Greyson’s. A wave of realization from what had happened last night hit me.

Drunk Greyson…

Pictures on the floor…

Broken glasses…

My speech…

“Good morning!” A warm greeting together with a sweet smile across his freckled face was the first thing I heard and saw from him.

“Err. Goodmorning.” I greeted back so that it wouldn’t be insulting for him. He doesn’t sound like that in the morning. He always starts pissing me off with a ‘HEYYO WAKE UP YOU SLEEPYHEAD, DON’T YOU KNOW IT’S ALREADY 12AM in midnight???!!!!!!’.

He offered a hand and I took it. His hand entwining mine, guiding me to the mini dining table. I felt my cheeks heating up because of extreme awkwardness. He stopped his tracks and turned around to face me.

“You.. you can let go..of my hand.” I stuttered. A light chuckle was heard coming from him. He pulled the chair for me and took a glance at me, signaling to sit on the chair. I walked to him and mouthed ‘thanks’ before landing my butt on the chair. He took the opposite side and we started a morning prayer before digging in.

“Well, is this a morning date?” I asked out of nowhere.

“Considered as.” He smiled.

“Pardon?”

“Nothing.” He answered.

“So uhh… are we going somewhere later like what Staci said?” I asked.

“Yes. A mini concert at a certain restaurant here in Canada. I don’t know its name.” He shrugged and stuffed a piece of bacon in his mouth.

“Pig!” My mouth said all of a sudden. Wait…ohmygosh.

He then looked at me with a poker face expression displayed on his handsome face while saying, “Ah! Look who’s talking here.”

I stuck my tongue out  and shoved the whole egg in my mouth, chewing it with my teeth slowly. He just laughed at me but I didn’t mind. After eating, I went directly to my suite since I have the keys with me. I twisted the doorknob and then the sight of the disgusting and messy room welcomed me. The fuck is this. By that I was forced to manage my room first before taking a bath.

I saw a very disgusting face when I saw my own reflection on the mirror. I hope Greyson didn’t mind but I guess he really did. Stupid me. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. God, I even smell bad when I was with him. The cold water fell on my shoulders as I twisted the shower handle making me shiver. Remembering everything that happened earlier and last night makes me think that this is just a dream. I mean he is not like that. He’s getting weirder and weirder each day. He’s acting real… strange.