Empire State (Ronnie Banks)

03. An Awkward Morning

Demi's POV

I read the clock and saw the time.

10:08 AM.

Damn it. Then, I realized. Oh my god, I'm in his house! I smelled something good in the kitchen.

"Rise and shine, whore!" Ronnie said as he walked into the kitchen. I made your favorite--well, this is what you told me was your favorite when we were little." He chuckled, flashing his smile.

So cute, man. I stretched and groaned due to that amazing sensation you get when you stretch. I got up and walked towards the dining table while smiling. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry for falling asleep here!" I said feeling embarrassed. "It's cool, don't worry about it. You knows you could've just slept in my bed and I could've just slept on the couch." I chuckled, "Um what--why? It's your house. I'm not going to make you not sleep on that comfortable bed of yours." I said smiling.

"Or?" Ronnie asked.
"Or what?" I said curiously smiling.
"You could've just slept with me." He said softly smiling.
I smiled. I really didn't know what to say so I changed the subject, "What did you make me?" I said giggling.

"Like I said, I made your favorite! Scrambled eggs with ham, heart shaped toast with butter on top, and 7 strips of bacon." Ronnie chuckled as he had two plates in his hand.

"7 strips of bacon?" I gasped, "Did I used to eat that much?"

"Still do," Ronnie said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I didn't go to Publix at 8 am to buy you bacon. You're gonna eat all 7 strips." Ronnie said sarcastically angry. I laughed, but then looked at him confusingly as he took the plate away from me. He lead me outside to his balcony and a cute table was set in front of me. Ronnie placed the two plates on the table.

"Oh my god, Ronnie!" I said happily. It was way too cute to ruin the moment. "Then after, we're going to explore New York." Ronnie said.

"Oh...I don't have clothes to change, Ronnie." I said frowning. "My sister forgot some of her clothes here last week. You can find something there!" He said.

"For now, here's some sweatpants of mines," he said, opening the balcony door and tossing his pants at me, "And my white shirt," he said as he took off his shirt.

My eyes widened as I fell in love instantly. He was indeed gorgeous inside and out. Oh, how good he would look on top of-- wait, what am I saying?

"Aha, what?" Ronnie said, interrupting my sexual thoughts.
"Nothing," I said awkwardly. I walked towards the bathroom and changed into the clothes he gave me. I was wearing a white t-shirt that said The Weeknd & his black Hollister sweatpants. I walked out and saw him waiting for me, wearing a wife beater. (Yeah, I don't like the name for that shirt either.)

Aw, I wished he stayed shirtless.

We began eating on the balcony. "Have you ever been to any famous sites here in New York?" Ronnie said curiously. "Well, I remember being at the Statue of Liberty when I was really little but I don't remember who took me." I said embarrassingly. "Well, since I'm free today, I'm going to take you to Empire State. I don't have money for two tickets at the Statue of Liberty so I'm sorryyy," he said over exaggerating the y's. "Oh my god, you don't have to take me." I said surprisingly.

"I do. You need to explore. Get your brain juices flowing for more ideas for my songs!" Ronnie said.

"Oh," my smile faded. We haven't seen each other since we were kids and I thought he wanted to catch up, but I guess he's using our precious time together for his songs. Great.

Ronnie noticed I was mad, "Alright, alright. What's wrong?" He said.

"Nothing," I said as I finished eating the last few pieces of bacon. Damn.

"I mean, we need to write this song so yeah." He said blankly.

"Alright," I shrugged upsettingly.

"Alright, what's up?" He said rolling his eyes.

"So, we haven't seen each other in like 5 years and it seems like you only care about your precious song. And I want a break from that, it's hard." I said angrily but subtle.

I felt Ronnie building his anger, "You've only written 3 bars! You haven't don't anything yet!" Ronnie said angrily.

I becoming furious, "How about you write your own god damn song by yourself and see what happens?"

I stormed out of the balcony and went straight towards the bathroom. I took off the clothes I was wearing.

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Ronnie's POV

I knew I had messed up so I got up from my seat and walked towards the bathroom. The door didn't have a lock so I walked inside and heard Demi scream. She was wearing nothing but her bra and underwear--precisely a thong.

"Oh my god," I heard her gasp.

Indeed, oh my god. She had such a sexy body. I felt the bulge in my pants become bigger. Her curves were so beautiful and I just wanted her all over--wait, Ronnie, you have a girlfriend.

Selena.

Selena, Selena--the name suddenly came to my realization. My girlfriend's name was Selena Gomez. She was a year older than me, 19 to be exact. She had long, wavy black hair with brown eyes. She was 5"3 (I'm 6"5). She was the perfect girl!

"Ronnie, get out!" She said angrily.

I covered my eyes, peeking a little bit, "I'll get out if you promise me one thing."

"What?" She said rolling her eyes as she threw on her shirt.

"Promise to go to the Empire State with me? You won't have to focus on my work, I promise! I bought the passes this morning and I don't want to take Damian or Omarion." I said sadly.

She saw my pout and nodded, "Alright, I'll go but I'm going to have to go like this!" She said frowning.

"Not quite," I said.

She looked at me with a curious face.

I reached into my closet and pulled out the clothes my sister left last week, "Try these on!" I pleaded.

"Hopefully they fit." Demi said with guilt.

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Demi's POV

I felt kind of embarrassed wearing his sister's clothes, but I had no other choice. It was a red crop top and high waisted blue jeans. I threw on the shirt and to my surprise, it fit perfectly.

Now, it was time for the jeans. They looked pretty small, I thought. I pulled them up as high as I could with a lot of struggle. They fit so small! I sighed with exasperation as I finally buttoned them. I turned around and stared at myself in the mirror. I have two asses, I swear. I rolled my eyes and combed my hair with Ronnie's brush. I looked so horrible, I was going to have to deal with it. I picked up my clothes, turned off the lights, and walked out of the bathroom. I caught Ronnie staring at me with his jaw dropped.

"Oh my god," I heard him say.

I chuckled as I sat on the couch, waiting for him to tell us to leave. He was using his phone--his black iPhone 5S. "Wow, I'm jealous!" I said sarcastically. "I bet you are," Ronnie said smiling. I grinned, "I actually am." I wasn't lying. No one in my household has an expensive phone except for Omarion, and it's the iPhone 4 that he bought himself.

Ronnie was on Instagram, liking other girls' posts. I have to admit, I was jealous but what did I expect? It's not like we were going to be a thing.

Were we?

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Sorry this chapter is so short! 😔And it was kinda boring ik 😒 but next chapter will be really cute 💖 I'm in such a hurry to finish school just to finish. But next chapter is going to be so long , it'll have two parts! Love you guys. Update next week maybe ! ☺️