Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)

FLASH 34-Awkward...

(A/N: HEYY! AFTER 123456789 years I had already updated. Sorry it's short though. :)

GREYSON

It was a fine morning when I woke up. Her soft and comfy bed was now empty and I came up with the conclusion that she was already in the water wearing her sexy beach outfit. The thought of seeing her in bikini turns me on. Wait, what?

So I opened my eyes once again, letting out a small yawn and stretched my arms sideways. I raised from my spot groggily; half of me wishing to go back to bed once again and half wanting to get out of this cozy small room and bathe myself with the cold water. I scratched away the remnants of small boogers in my eye and washed my fingers right away. My eyes staring back at me were half dead and puffy. My hair’s still messy so I managed to comb it with my fingers and did a final hair flip to check if it’s going to be fine. I guess my tummy’s not fine too since I got punched and harassed by some girl who was jealous and furious than I could ever imagine her to be. Well, I only got my medicine after spending my time with that chic.

I took the Krispy Kreme box Staci had bought from the city before we got here for breakfast. I took two large donuts, enough to fill my hunger. I care least about what I was wearing as long as I’m eating a delicious meal.

After changing into my swimwear, I immediately rushed outside only in my black trunks exposing my bare chest. My eyes wandered around the beach. The sun was already up and its dazzling light makes the gritty sand beneath my feet sparkle like tiny diamonds. The icy blue waves crashing against the shore made it even look better and nice. My feet brought me towards the water; the cold temperature slowly crept up to my body. I laid my eyes on her and to Justin who was splashing water at her. They seemed happy, I thought.

“Hey guys.” I greeted, splashing both of them with water of course.

She’s in a simple tee and black swimming shorts. Weird but I think she’s being too simple; she can also use swimsuit.

“Don’t look at me like that. I have my bikini underneath.” She says with a smirk. I was unable to speak after that since my mouth went dry. Then it was followed by Hailey who came after us in the water with two colored balloons in her hand.

“What’s that for?” Belle asked.

“Balloon tossing game.” Hailey speaks, a wide grin slowly spreading across her freckled face.

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 BELLE

The sea was calm and collected, stretching towards the horizon. Greyson and I were walking by the seashore, letting the rough sand stick to our bare feet. He intertwines my hand with his making the butterflies erupt in my tummy. This was a feeling I’ve never felt before. I’m anxious and nervous at the same time. I feel my heart hammering against my chest. This is a feeling I’d love to have every single day of my life.

He stopped his tracks and turned his head to face mine. His eyes were full of love and positive energy, staring into mine. Why does he like to make me melt all the freaking time?

I blushed, “What are you looking at?”

“You’re beautiful.” Another bag of blood crept up to my cheeks making my face look even more red and disgusting. I hate it when my face turns red.

“What? I can’t hear it.” I pretended, as if I perceived nothing. 

“Nothing. I said go away.”

“The hell?”

“Get away or I’ll stroke your sides.” With that statement, I already knew what he meant.  Doesn’t he know I’m not a fast runner? Kill me now, this is gonna be bad.

So I sped faster than the usual, my right foot chasing the leading left one and dashed for my life. He’s approximately 21 inches away from my spot and now he’s starting to fasten his pace and…

“Gotcha!” He exclaims, wrapping his arms around my waist. I shut my eyes tightly, expecting a ticklish sensation to brush on my sides. But I only felt the warmth of his hands around my belly, sending electric-like chills to my body. It was kind of…odd and um… awkward?

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I sighed, looking at my image in front of the big rectangular mirror. I walked out of the room in my purple tank top and shorts, along with the towel resting on my shoulder. I should probably exercise more now.

I was half-excited since it’s my first time to soak myself in a hot tub. There’s no one accompanying me there, I think.

“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice made me jump a little. His voice was dark and so low, frightening me.

“In Justin’s room. Why?” I teased.

I see how his fists curled up into a ball and the imaginary blood boiling in his body. Oh no, I shouldn’t have razzed him like that. “You’re not going anywhere.”

I raised my hands in the air as a sign of defeat. Man, this guy can surely take a joke seriously (sarcasm please). “Okay, okay. Stop it. I was just making fun of you. If you don’t mind, I’ll go somewhere else.”

He grabbed me by the wrist just as I spun around to avoid his gaze. He stared at my soul through my eyes; his eyes pleading with worry. He wouldn’t let go of me so I walked a few steps towards the girls’ comfort room. Half-surprised, I asked him, “Why the hell are you still following me here?”

He cocked an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“Greyson, you’re in the girls’ CR.”

Just then, two girls who had just come out from the cubicles screamed in panic and scurried past us. I turned my gaze to Greyson, whose blood rushed up to his cheeks making him look like a freckled tomato. I burst out laughing hysterically; over-joyed with Greyson’s actions. Omfg, I didn’t saw it coming.