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Jogging up Robyn's stairs quickly I rang her door bell.
"Overslept?"
"Yes....actually."
"I bet." She said not giving me a hug and kept walking in her house.
I closed the door behind me.
"Babyyyy" I said going behind her quickly, hugging her.
"Leave me alone ugly"
"Nope" I said muffling my face in her hair and neck area messily.
"Stop!" She said laughing, I guess it tickled.
"Wanna grab something to eat?" I asked, I'm starving.
"Yes you took forever I was waiting for you."
"Alright come on." I said grabbing her hand.
"We can't just go out like this though the paparazzi will just find us it'll be a mess I don't want to deal with that today." She told me.
She's right, the only time we went out to eat, we had to sneak in and out of the restaurant praying they didn't call anyone.
"Let's just go to your place. I'm cooped up here all the time."
"That's cool. You gotta cook this time though."
Letting go of my hand to lock her door, she grabbed it again.
"I think I just want grilled cheese." She thought.
"That sounds good."
We drove to the house and she stared at me for a little. It was almost 45 minutes anyways.
"Wait your eyes are really puffy I didn't notice, you okay?"
"Oh uh yeah I'm fine, it's nothing." I told her not wanting to talk about it.
She grabbed my hand, giving it a little squeeze, "well if you decide to tell me later I'll be more than happy to listen." She said and looked back at the road.
I kissed the top of her hand in mine.
After eating our lunch we laughed "chef boyarih" she pushed my arm slightly. "Please...shut up!" She said laughing.
"Rachel Rob"
"I get it!" She said covering my mouth with her hand.
I just wanted to annoy her now. I kissed her cheek obnoxiously loud making her move away from me quickly going to the couch.
I jumped right on top of her not moving off.
She sucked her teeth "you're so annoying get the hell up!"
I just stood there until she stopped complaining.
"Ah see? Not so bad!"
"I'm on the verge of death Chris get off of me" she said pushing me.
I got off of her "so dramatic" I rolled my eyes repeatedly.
"Whatever" she said waving her hand and I put my fingers between hers, holding them.
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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...