Trey's POV
"Ok so this is how its going to go?" I asked, surprised how forceful Delilah was.
"Yep" she replied makings the p sound pop.
"I'll be here then" with my statement she turned and left to check for crazed fans at the breakfast buffet. I hoped that eating alone with her would not be that awkward after this morning. Why did I have to fall asleep right next to her? I walked down the hall and stared out a huge window that overlooked the swimming pool, with a heated dome over it, maybe I could talk Delilah into going swimming with me later, just to have some simple teenage fun in my crazy hectic pop star life. I watched a family swimming together but was brought back to reality when my phone beeped with the sound of a new text message.
Delilah: All clear, come on down, and hurry because I want food!
I walked to the elevator and got in alone. With no stops I was at the first floor and walking over to the buffet only a minute later.
"Finally, you took forever and I'm hungry!" the agitated girl exclaimed, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me to the buffet. Before she dropped my hand a camera flashed from outside the window. The damn paparazzi got a picture of us holding hands, just wait till the media got a hold of this. I can see the headline now 'Biggest Singing Bachelor
Off The Market!' Delilah seamed like she did head not noticed and dropped my hand to get food. I loaded my plate with all the good smelling food an decided to not worry about the pap's for now. When I sat down I had pancakes, bacon, sausage, toast, eggs, and fruit. I thought I had tons of food until Delilah set her plates down in front of me at the table for two we sat at in the corner. She had one plate piled with bacon and sausage, a small one with fruit and another large one with biscuits and cheese.
"How would you expect yourself to eat that much?" I asked, eying the girl up and down while trying to realize how her skinny yet muscular frame could hold that much food.
"I told you I'm very hungry" she exclaimed, starting to eat the mound of food in front of her. I started eating my food and 1/2 an hour later I had a small pice of pancake and some fruit left that I just could not eat. I heard a noise and saw Delilah getting up again. Watching as she walked I saw her grab ANOTHER PLATE AND FILL IT WITH CHEESE AND ANOTHER BISCUT! She walked to the table and started to eat the 4th plate of food. When she finished she went to clear her plates.
"Gosh" was all I could say as she brought her 4 empty plates to the disposal rack. I mean they were the medium sized played but that was still double the food I had ate.
"Come on we have to be at the meet and greet in 20 minutes" Delilah said to me while walking past the front doors.
"Where are you going?" I asked completely confused on where we were meeting the driver.
"To the parking garage, we cant just steal a random car now can we" she sarcastically responded as if I was a spoiled brat.
"Your driving?" I asked rather worried for her to drive.
"No dip Sherlock" what is with her sarcastic remarks today? We walked up to a red corvette convertible just as Delilah pulled keys out of her pocket.
"Where did you get the keys?" I asked severely confused.
"From my job now we have to go, its 10:40 and we are supposed to meet and greet from 11 till 2!" Delilah replied forcefully causing us both to jump in the car quickly, would she always be this mean of a body guard yet so nice as a person, or would she just be double sided and change personalities all the time. I leaned over to turn on music as one of my songs blasted out of the speakers, I chose the silence over hearing my voice on the radio, I could not stand it!
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Niki(Delilah)'a POV
We drove in total silence after Trey had gotten mad at the radio and turned it off. I was loving the car that I was driving, the keys had been left at the front desk for me this morning. The streets of London were less crowded then I expected for a Saturday morning. It was 10:56 when we pulled into the parking lot, giving Trey only 4 minutes to be inside and ready for the next three long hours.
"Let's hurry, we only have a few minutes." I told Trey, trying not to should as harsh as I did earlier. I was trying to be mean because if we stayed on purely business terms it would be easier to kill him. If we became friends I would never be able to kill him like that. In the large music store there was a table where Treys other 2 bodyguards waited, a huge backdrop of a picture of him, and many small photos of the backdrop for Trey to sign. This was all a promotional stunt for the 2nd album Trey had coming out even though he already had a number one single, Never Change. As Trey made his way tot he table I took my spot standing right next to him, the other body guards standing back incase of emergency. Some official looking person walked up to the doors of the store and opened them, allowing a rush of girls to flood into the room in a huge wave. The girls lined up quite nicely and we had about and hour with carefree marketing, thats when it all started. As a pair of girls moved up the line they kept looking at me then at the one phone, I could not figure out why until it was their turn.
"Hello loves, whats your names?" trey asked in similar fashion as he had to the other hundreds of girls he he'd greeted during his career.
"I'm Grace and this is Carolyn" the first girl replied sweetly.
"Who are you?" The second girl, Carolyn, asked me.
"I'm his new bodyguard." I replied making both the girls start laughing.
"Really, I guess bodyguard is the new word for girlfriend" exclaimed the first girl snottily.
"What are you talking about girls?" Trey asked his voice having a hint of anger in it.
"We saw the picture!" the first girl examined i holding out her phone to show the picture of me leading Trey to the buffet this morning.
"That is trash, I was pulling him to the buffet cause I was starving, please just let it go, I just met Trey and started this job yesterday so I would love a nice and civilized first day."
"Admit your dating and we will leave," they told us as if it was the best plan in the world.
"Boys will you escort there girls out of here? They are holding up the line?" I asked the other 2 bodyguards, they easily picked up the tiny girls and walked them outside. They cried out in protest and went to join the back of the line. Trey and I ignored what happened and kept going with our day, befor a we knew it 2 came around and it was time to go. I walked Trey to the car without any problem. As I got in the car Trey stood on the seat and waved to all the fans out the sun roof.
"I love all of you fans, I can't wait to see some of you at my concert tonight, bye!" Oh did Trey know how to work the crowd. I'm almost positive the screams blew out my ear drums for a few minutes.
"Sorry about earlier." Trey mumbled out, clearly embarrassed to be apologizing on my first day.
"Its ok, I kind of expected it would happen, not this soon but when you work someone in the public eye there is almost always a scandal or debate with it." I assured Trey, making sure he did not feel responsible. We pulled back into the parking garage and got a spot right my the elevator.
"Let's go eat and get ready, we have 3 hours until the concert." I told Trey feeling like a bossy manager not a professionally trained assassin that could kill someone with my bare hands. A smile filled my face as I thought about Trey not knowing who I really was and liking me for me, its not like he really liked me thought, right?
"Can we go swimming?" Trey asked, giving me the puppy dog pouting look.
"Why not" I replied, excited for a nice hour of so of swimming, relaxation, and feeling like the normal teenager I longed to be. "Bet we have to stop at the store in the hotel, I dont think I remembers a bathing suit" Trey nodded and ok and we walked in. Going to the clothes section there was only one bathing suit in my size, a black bikini. Before I could say anything Trey walked up to the counter and bought it.
"Here ya go!" he exclaimed handing me the bag. We walked to our rooms saying nothing, Trey with a smirk plastered on his face.
"Meet me out here in 10" I told him, ready to go swim.
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