CELEBRITY || Jonah Marais

•Chapter Thirteen•

This is somewhat a fill in chapter but not really because it will be adding up with something later on! 

Daniella Lopez P.O.V.

~ Two weeks later~

DING DONG

I rush to my front door of the household that I share with Terri, and Gina. It's three floors, away from the city... Actually a thirty minute drive to the studio. I've been writing songs non-stop.

I open the front door to see the guy from Vogue who's asking me 73 questions.

"Good morning." He says.

"Morning." I reply as I let him in.

"I'm just going to ask you seventy three non-stop questions." He says as I lead him into the living room.

"Alrighty, shoot away when your ready." I giggle at my own self as he points his camera at me.

"Favorite room in your house?"

"I'm between the kitchen and my bedroom. Kitchen because I love to cook and bedroom because of sleeping."

"Scary film or happy endings?"

"In between." I reply as I stand up and open up the blinds.

"When is your new music coming out?"

"I'm making it, so I'm not sure yet."

"What was your worse subject in school?"

"Math, I despite it!" I exclaim as I lead him into the kitchen.

"Drink you don't like?"

"Coffee."

"Do you usually bake?" He asks as I take out some chocolate cupcakes from the oven.

"When I got the time." I reply as I offer him a cupcake and I take a bite out of mine.

"Desert you don't like?"

"Oh, pies! Except oreo pies." I point out.

"Favorite food?"

"HAMBURGERS!" I yell in excitement.

"Whenever I go on a diet, I always try to sneak those into my room... But I've gotten caught already." I blurt out.

"Least favorite food?"

"Homemade chinese food. Restaurant food is fine, but not the homemade."

"How are you feeling this days?"

"N-Not so good." I reply in which he gives me a worried look.

"Book you read because everyone was reading?"

"The fault in our stars but I didn't really like it so I stopped reading half way."

"What were you doing when I rang the doorbell?" He asks, making me giggle.

"I was cleaning up the house for you."

"Thanks."

"It was not a problem actually because the mess is all in my roommates rooms." I blurt out, making a face and making him laugh.

"How long have you been living here?"

"Two weeks, but I love it here."

"What's the first thing you do each morning?"