The Show
I cleared my throat as the Barbadian accent asked me as Mel, if I'm okay.
"Uh yes haha!" I said in the best impression of Mel I could do.
"OPEN DE-"
"I JUST HAD TO TAKE A SH-"
"WHO DE FU-"
We kept cutting each other off yelling loudly just in time for Mel to walk in. "ROB! I told Chris he could use the bathroom, August is using his!"
"Rob" sighed loudly in relief "bitch I thought it was a fan. Who da hell is Chris? He couldn't use anoth-"
"August's close friend he didn't have time to go to another one. It was just convenient for him." Mel explained.
I rinsed my hands and walked out the bathroom. I felt tired as hell now.
The woman's back was turned to me and Mel was facing me. "Yo good looking out I'm sorry for tha-" I stopped as the woman turned around to look at me.
"Oh Chris as in Chris Breezy" she laughed. I stared into her green eyes as the laughing made them a little chinky and her nose scrunch up.
"Rob as in.....I don't know as in what but..Rihanna. Nice to meet you." I said holding my hand out.
"As in Robyn. You need to wash those a few times before you get a hand shake." She laughed loudly as she side-eyed my hand.
"Right" I laughed lowly and nodded my head once.
"You need something for that? I think I have some pebto arou-" "nah I'm okay" "no please take it." She insisted.
"Aw my baby, I'm coming over right now!" Mel said over the phone already half way out the door.
Rihanna handed me a pill a few seconds later and I told her I should be heading towards my room to get ready, "Thank you. Nice bathroom by the way!" "Get your stank ass out of my room!" She laughed and shoved me out the door.
Damn....a friend of my friends girlfriend is a friend of mine. Not going to lie, she was drop dead gorgeous, goddess-like, the way she laughed and how her long curls bounced along with her, never mind that, it's damn Rihanna. Everyone wants Rihanna.
I shook the thought of her out of my head and continued walking to my room, slowly but surely.
"Chris you ready? You have t- why are you still in the same clothes? You haven't even hit up a shower yet? Come o-"
"Alright listen I'm going to be fast give me ten minutes I had to take a dump and I w-" Mike cut me off quickly throwing my towel at my chest.
"We got 45 minutes, first outfit is the one hanging up with the zipper from the cover pulled down. So shower, get dressed and your team is already called for." He quickly ended his rundown and headed out the room.
How long was I in that fucking bathroom?
After I showered and my styling team fixed my outfit up I decided to be a little late for the red carpet.
You never see an A-lister show up on the red carpet a 7:00 on the dot.
I laid down carefully on the small couch and pulled out my phone and went on Twitter.
@CHRISBROWNOFFICIAL:
#TEAMBREEZY#CB4VMAs!!It's 7:40pm now so I got up from the couch slowly because I was sitting for so long. As I was leaving my room I saw August come out of the other dressing room followed by Mel.
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FanfictionChristopher Maurice Brown, 26. Going from situation to situation trying to make relationships work, Chris finds himself giving up on it. Being so young, he's just carefree and wants to have fun. No strings for anyone to pull on. He stays a night th...