Chapter 2

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Third Person Narration

"Alright my camera is set up and ready to go, lets do this," Chris said,"Ok Kia so when I say, and in my mail box I had very special mail come in today, you jump across me and Crawford and say surprise. Tell us a little bit about yourself and how you got here and boom we will end it. You got that?"

"Yea," Kia said. There was some awkward silence between Kia and Chris. Kia blushing frantically and Chris trying to figure her out.

"So um ready for the video?" Crawford said breaking the silence.

"Yea, sorry," Chris and Kia said in unison which brought a chuckle from each of them.

*video making time*

"Boom," Chris said saluting to the camera," As I had promised you guys I am opening my fan mail can't wait to see what I got. I also got my brother here Crawford to help me open these precious things so yea lets get started."

"Ok so this is from Laura Mason, she has written you a letter," Crawford had said.

Chris reads the letter silently. "Aw thanks Laura that is very sweet of you."

"Hey bro can I read it?" Crawford said.

"No you may not read it. Confidential stuff get away." Chris said chuckling a bit.

Kia POV

Looking at these two would make any girl, fan girl scream. They are literally making a video in front of my eyes and I am going to be in it.

As Crawford and Chris kept opening more mail, I kept staring at Chris. Seeing a twinkle in his eyes that you probably can't see in the video. He seems like he really likes doing these videos.

"And in my mail box I had very special mail come in," Chris said eying me. Well that's my cue.

I ran towards them and jumped across them, making their rolling chairs roll around.

"Surprise, I am that special mail." I said giggling a lot.

"So tell us about yourself and how you got here." Chris had said.

"Ok, so my name is Kia, I am 18 years old and I am from New York. I came here for my winter break to see if I would get to see Chris and it actually happened. But it was not that easy, I literally waited 45 minutes in the freezing coled. I was about to leave the P.O. box until I stumbled across him." I said a bit embarrassed that I waited so long.

"Hold up you waited 45 minutes for him to come?" Crawford asked.

"Yea I mean why not." I replied.

"You must really love him."

I felt my cheeks get red when Chris stared at me. I don't know if it was a good stare or a bad stare. All in all he was still cute.

Chris POV

She waited 45 minutes for me that's just crazy. But it doesn't seem at all crazy.

"Anyway guys I will see you and your beautiful faces next time. Boom." I salute and went to turn off my camera. "Did you really wait 45 minutes out there in the cold?" I asked a bit worried.

"Yea I mean why wouldn't I you were coming to your mail box and I really wanted to meet you so I waited." Kia kind of mumbled. "But its ok because now I am here in front of you."

"Yea I guess that is a good thing. Hey do you want to try a Canadian dish called Poutine?"

"Uh sure, I saw it in one of your videos, How to be a Canadian, and I was really interested in tasting it."

"Cool lets got to the kitchen." Since I am a gentleman, I let Kia go in front of me and I led her to the kitchen. In which I saw Crawford already chowing down on his plate heading for mine.

"Whoa dude leave my plate of Poutine alone." I said.

"What I thought these two were for me and one for you. I thought the American over here wouldn't eat this," Crawford had said with his mouth full.

"Well I will let you know the American has a name, which is Kia and also she wants to try it." I heard Kia giggle a bit which was really cute.

"Oh sorry dude too late I already ate 2 of them i was hungry." I looked over at Kia, she looked kind of disappointed.

"Um here Kia I will give you my dish." I started passing her the dish but she stopped me.

"No we can share it together, you and me." She said, but was very serious about it.

"Ok ok if you want."

I grabbed two forks gave her one and we started to eat together.

"Oh my goodness," Kia shrieked.

"What is everything ok?" I said starting to worry.

"This stuff is amazing I wish we had this in New York."

"You scared me a bit, I thought something was wrong." I sighed with relief that it wasn't anything bad.

Kia's POV

I can't believe Chris was worried about me but I will have to admit I probably dragged it with the whole omg this is amazing.

After we finished the last bit of Poutine I was feeling very sleepy.

"Hey Chris can you take me to the guest bedroom, I want to shower down and go to sleep."

"Yea ok, come follow me." Chris said very genuinely.

"Yo Chris I am leaving see you tomorrow maybe." Crawford had said.

"Yea no problem, be careful out there." Chris replied.

"Yea yea mom." And Crawford was out the door. Leaving me and Chris alone in his house.

"Ok come Kia." He showed me up the steps took a right, we passed a door which I am guessing is his bedroom and the next one was the guest room.

"Dangit I left my suitcase downstairs." I said remembering all my things are in there.

"Its alright I will get it," Chris said. He ran down the steps, and as he was getting my luggage I walked into the guest bedroom and plopped onto the bed and laid down.

"Here you go I got you your suitcase."

"Oh thanks just put it over there," I said yawning. He moved the suitcase where I told him to put it at and left.

I grabbed my clothes, took a shower and brushed my teeth.

When I came out I saw a showered Chris just sitting on the bed.

"Hey what are you doing here?" I asked very concerned but also shocked that he was there.

"This might sound weird but would you like to sleep in my room with me?" Chris had said a bit uneasy.

"Sure I would like that."

He took me over to his room where he ran and jumped onto his bed starting to snuggle up.

"Don't worry I don't bite."

With that I slid next to him and since he didn't have a shirt on I felt the warmth of his chest. I may have gotten a bit too close because next thing you know I was sleeping with my head on his chest and he didn't mind.

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