INTERNATIONAL - (A Chris Brown Fan Fiction Love Story)

CHAPTER 13

- CHRIS' POV

We moved onto Switzerland and in the process gained three new team members - Sash, Ashley and Kali. I was introduced to them as soon as we arrived, although I wasn't in the mood to meet three new girls when I'd just lost the love of my life.

"I'm Kali Helms," she said in her British accent. "I'm a hair stylist."

"And I am Sash Hardcastle, a makeup artist."

"Ashley Mentre, clothing stylist."

"Well, welcome aboard the crew," I tried to smile. They looked so young, like they were fresh out of school - but they were all sexy as fuck.

They were then ushered away by one of the senior team members.

"See ya around, Chris," Kali winked as they walked away.

I waved back politely.

'Fuck,' I thought, 'I should really call Kerry.'

I got my phone out of my pocket and rang her. She didn't pick up... obviously. I knew that I could never win Kerry back now because it was impossible. I'd blown it and I was one stupid motherfucker.

- KERRY'S POV

Work at the cafe was shit; there were hardly any customers all day. Oh well, at least my German improved a little.

I'm not going to lie; I was really missing Chris. There was just something about him that was so infectious and I wanted it all back again. I wondered if he was thinking about me and what he was up to - actually, he was probably fucking Karrueche. That's what was so annoying about the whole thing... I had so much love for Chris but I also had so much hatred for him ever since he told me about the affair. I couldn't understand why he'd cheated on me because I would have NEVER cheated on him. I knew I wasn't good enough for him but he could have finished it with me instead.

"Your work day has finished now," Anne, the cafe owner, said to me in German.

"Thanks for reminding me," I replied, hanging my apron up on one of the pegs. "Bye."

"Goodbye, Kerry," Anne smiled.

Bless her. Anne was an elderly lady and she'd owned the cafe with her husband for fifty years now. She still worked there everyday, for which I admired her for.

I'd left my suitcase at the cafe again and Anne still hadn't said anything about it. I hadn't found any accommodation yet so I was sleeping in a park tonight - for the second time.

- CHRIS POV

Ashley had picked several outfits for the show tonight, in Basel, and I had just tried them on.

"They're all nice as fuck," I said to her. "You're really good at this."

"Thank you, I've only just started doing it. You're my first client."

Her Irish accent was turning me on. 

"What's it like in Ireland?" I asked.

"It's good. I mean, it's not as European as it is over here. It's definitely different. I actually moved to London two years ago so I haven't been back to Ireland recently."

"Oh, cool. I love London but I haven't fucking been there in a while. Do you prefer Ireland to London?"

She paused for a few seconds. "I don't think you can really compare them 'cos they're both completely unique. I prefer London careerwise 'cos there are so many more job opportunities. I wouldn't have become a stylist if I'd stayed in Ireland, that's for sure."

"So," I said, realising the conversation had gone off track. "What's the outfit order?"

"Oh, it's here," she pulled out a piece of paper out of her folder. 

"Thanks," I smiled. "I'll see you around, then?"

"Yeah, bye Chris. Good luck for tonight - break a leg or whatever."

She walked out of the dressing room. Sash and Kali were then brought in for hair and makeup.

"Hey, Chris," Kali grinned. "Did I tell you before that I'm such a big fan of yours?"

"No, you didn't. You been a fan since 'Run It!'?"

"Yeah, exactly then. And I remember hearing 'Forever', 'No Air' and 'Kiss Kiss' on the radio and being in awe of you," she said, getting her shit out of her bags. "Team Breezy all the way."

"How you doing, Sash? You good?" I asked the other girl.

Sash turned around to face me; she was beautiful. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, thick black glasses and an amazing figure. "Yeah, thanks."

"Nice. We're a minority, us fellow Americans," I laughed.

"I know, it's strange. You can definitely tell we're in a different continent," Sash said.

"Europe's the best continent ever," Kali interrupted, smirking a little. "You can dig it or go home."

"Woah, chill, Kali. No one said they hated Europe or anything," I muttered.

"I know. I was just joking," Kali spoke loudly. "I wouldn't shout at you, Chris. You're too sexy to shout at."

'Try telling Kerry that," I thought to myself.

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