the worst guy

chapter 27

naomi's pov

i yawn, stretching my arms out and looking over at a cute sleeping donald. his mouth was in straight line and his eyebrows were scrunched down, like he was mad or anxious about something. i stare at him for a while, because i don't get to often. that sounds weird but he's just so beautiful.

i run my fingers across his lips, and then over his eyebrows. it was weird that i thought his eyebrows were prettier than mine. he shifts around a little, startling me a bit as i move my hands away from his face. he starts to open his eyes, and he instantly starts smiling before closing his eyes again. "good morning, baby." he says it in a raspy and sleepy voice, which makes me so weak that i want him to keep talking to me.

"how are you feeling?" i say, laying my side of my face on his shoulder so i can look up at him. 

he groans a bit before answering, "good, and you?" i see him reach over for his phone before he wraps an arm around me.

"i'm good." i say, glancing over at his phone as a text appears across his screen.

he quickly swipes down and texts back quickly, as he removes the cover off of his body and starts to get up. that's weird, since he acts like he's too busy to answer his phone and text back. donald is the type of person to leave you on read on purpose.

"what's going on?" i say, as i watch him opening drawers and putting on some floral shorts and plain white t-shirt. i swear, he dressed so weird.

"i forgot to tell you, chance is bringing his new girl over here soon. he wants us to meet her, since we're basically like family." he gives me a small smile before he slips his phone inside his pocket.

"why didn't you let me know sooner? i could've been ready!" i say, jumping out of the bed.

"i'm sorry baby. i forgot about it myself." he says, giving me a sympathetic smile. i couldn't dare be mad at him for anything, he was too adorable.

"she'll be here in about 30 minutes, so take your time. i know how long it takes for you girls to get ready." he says, rolling his eyes slightly as i walk over to kiss him on the lips.

i give him a fake laugh, "very funny." i say, pushing his head softly with my hand. i walk into the bathroom to take a quick shower and get ready to see chance's new bae. i couldn't wait to meet her.

i wonder if we had some things in common.

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donald's pov

i felt bad telling those little white lies about chance's soon-to-be psychotic girlfriend to naomi, but you gotta do what you gotta do. actually, rebecca would be here in less than 5 minutes. i had to stall naomi somehow. besides, she should be gone in less than 30 minutes anyways, so maybe this plan will work out somehow.

i start heading to the living room, seeing chance and marcus sitting on the couch. chance looked nervous as fuck, while marcus was watching tv with nami in his lap. he stood up as soon as he saw me walk in the room. we could see a glare of carlights flash into the room for a quick second before we could even say anything.

chance lets out a huge sigh. he acted like this was his wedding or something.

"where's naomi?" marcus asks.

"oh, she's still getting ready. she should be out soon." i say, lying again. i really don't know what to do at this moment. my crazy ass psycho of an ex would be entering this house at any minute.

"hey, i-um.. i'm gonna go check on something real fast." i say, flashing the fakest smile ever.

i don't think anyone was paying attention so i just walked in the back room to the studio. people usually don't bother me whenever i'm in here.