Stuck With You

Chris Brown

Prologue:

Sasha: Come on, you can't spend Thanksgiving alone at home! Just come out with me and Josh for a little, drink some wine, eat some turkey. We'll have fun I promise!

Me: And be the third wheel? No thanks.

Sasha: I'm glad you mentioned that, Josh actually has a cute friend who would love to meet you.

Me: A blind date on Thanksgiving? Even better. Want to just tattoo 'Loser' on my forehead?

Sasha: You're doing it again.

Me: What?

Sasha: You know what! Running away from any chance of starting a relationship, you can't go on one date with the guy? Maybe this will get your mind off of-

Me: Ugh, fine I'll go. What's his name?

Sasha: John Paul, I don't know, something French... I think?

Me: You've never even meet him? I'm not going!

Sasha: One. Date, Stephanie. JUST ONE!

Now:

I gave into Sasha and got ready to go. She told me she would meet me in the restaurant. I curled my hair and put on a little black dress with red shoes, Sasha told me we were going someplace classy. I decided to go all out with my makeup then I grabbed a clutch and took the elevator down.

My condo was on the 11th floor, so it stopped a couple times before I got to the lobby. I waved goodbye to the door man, Tony, and hauled a taxi to Times Square.

I loved New York, I've lived all aroud the country but always whined up back in this city. 'The City That Never Sleeps' was perfect for me.

I spotted Sasha in a dark blue evening gown, I hoped she was over dressed. I looked around the grand entrance & it didn't take long to realize I was very under dressed. I turned around to haul another taxi home when I heard my name.

Sasha: STEPH! STEPHANIE OVER HERE!

I turned back and started walking in her direction. I faked a smile when I got closer.

Sasha: You look hot!

I felt myself blush a little, mostly embarrassment. And say hello to Josh as we walk in. One the waiters sits us down in a private room.

Josh and Sasha talk and flirt for a couple minutes before they acknowledge my existence.

Josh: I'm sure John will be here any minute.

Pretty sure I was being stood up by a guy I had never even meet. I sighed and nodded. Starring at the clock, hoping time would go faster.

The waiter comes in with a tall and very handsome man who introduces himself as John. If he is French, he didn't have the French accent I was looking forward to. Sasha raised her eyebrows as if to say 'cute, huh?' I rolled my eyes and smiled. He was pretty cute.

He sat down with us and started talking. Have you ever thought someone was cute... then you meet them and you changed your mind? John turned out to be a major disappointment.

He couldn't look or focus at one thing for more than 5 seconds. He wouldn't let anyone else talk and would interuppt anyone who did talk whenever he was quiet. He was easily the most rude person I've ever meet. After the 5th time I caught him staring at my chest, I grabbed my purse and excused myself to the bathroom.

I went to the bathroom to freshen up and thought about leaving. I decided I wouldn't be missed much since Sasha and Josh were focused on each other and John was focused on himself.

I left the bathroom, got my coat, and started for the front door to get out of her when I spotted Sasha looking around. I ducked the other way and started heading for the back. I would explain later my stomache hurt of something.

Opening the back door I was meet with a stong gust a cold wind and stumbled out into the alley. The door closed behind me and as soon as I composed myself I noticed the back of my coat was stuck in the door. I tried opening the door but it was locked. I tried pulling it but it was barley moving. I kept pulling since there was no way I was going to make it home in this weather without a coat. My coat was just about to slip out when someone opened the door, hitting me right in the head.

Unknown Guy: Oh, shit. I'm sorry.

I looked up at him, I saw three faces and was so dizzy I almost fell over. He tried to catch me but I pushed him away, falling over. He looked antsy and was looking around like he was on the run or something. I starred at him, he looked so familiar.

Me: Do I... Do I know you?

Him: No, babe, sorry.

Me: You hit me in the head.

Him: Who keeps their head that close to the door?

Me: My coat was stuck. Wait, why am I explaining myself to you? I deserve an apology.

Him: I got you unstuck! Whatever, I'm sorry you don't know how to walk through a door and got your coat stuck.

I didn't know who this guy was but I really didn't like him. I turned around to head for the street and get a cab. I just wanted this night to be over and be sleeping in my bed. About three steps in I fell over again.

Him: Shit, are you drunk?

Me: No! Maybe I got a concusion from when you hit me in the head.

Him: Come on, I'll take you to the hospital.

I shaked my head as I felt myself slipping away. I felt so tired, I could just knock out right here in this alley, so that's what I did.

I woke up shaking. I was being shaken and opened my eyes a little. I heard 'stay awake' but apart of my brain didn't even recognize English. I noticed I was in a upright postion so I moved my hands around to feel where I was. I was in a soft leather seat, maybe a car seat? I opened my eyes to see I was in the passenger seat of a car and at a red light.

I looked over to the driver's seat and it was the guy who hit me in the head in the alley. He stopped shaking me. He looked so fimilar but my vision was still unclear. I closed my eyes again.

Him: NO, stay awake!

His loud voice scared me and made my headache. I glared at him. Where did I know this guy from? 

Me: Why should I listen to you? Who are you anyway? Do you just go around hitting girls in the head then putting them in the car and driving them places?

I saw him smirk.

Him: I'm Chris, Chris Brown.

Author's Note: like it? yes? no? Undecided if I should keep it

I'll continue after New Years or when I'm done with 'Welcome to HollyWood (Ronnie Banks fanfic)'