BELLE
I was in the verge of debating to myself on whether I should take my necklace back in Greyson’s or simply leave it there. The thought of putting something worth remembering away made me sunk in gloom. How am I supposed to retrieve it?
Then I passed by this small local café and decided to take a peaceful break there. You can’t blame me if I have this sick obsession of coffee.
My feet dragged me inside and went to line up near the counter. I gave myself a macchiato and a half-sliced blueberry cheesecake to stuff my tummy with. When I got my seat, my mind drifted again to the main problem which annoys the hell out of me. Speaking of the necklace, I couldn’t help myself thinking about Greyson too. Why was he acting so sweet this time around? Why did he crawl back? He loves Lauren, right? Or maybe he’s trying to make me fall for another stupid trap.
Among all the people around the world, why am I the chosen target of Greyson Michael Freaky Chance? Why do I have to suffer from this mind-blowing confusion that builds up in me? I’m trapped in between two walls of hardest decisions: get back with Greyson Chance and build your own family with him or leave that bastard alone and make the father’s absence unknown to the baby. I know for sure that sooner or later, I’m going to experience early signs of pregnancy and I should be aware that I’m going to carry another life inside soon. We did it, we got no protection; there was no doubt I was going to get pregnant.
I thought of this and maybe there was a reason behind this unnatural happenings and unexpected events in my life. I shouldn’t complain and I should be thankful because these are challenges I’m going to face through and for me to survive it myself. But how am I supposed to tell this to Mom and Dad? Right time will come and just wait for it and explain the thing to them. For now, I’m going to focus back to the father of this child.
I blew a sigh and took a sip on my macchiato and let the foamy substance dry on my lips. A lot had happened in seven years. But those seven years were all about pain and suffering and totally not worth it. Seven years of getting over and it’s useless, because I’ve seen him again. My mind transported me to a time of fangirling moments down to being a superstar and being his official girlfriend. A vision appeared out of nowhere and I remembered that rainy scene. The cold water was trickling down to our bodies from the dull grayish sky. I looked back on his feminine features before; those hazel circle twins in his eye socket, pointy nose, freckles which looked like chocolate on a cookie and red lips.
Why am I even reminiscing this kind of things?
Erase, erase!
My eyes shifted to the cold and lonely street outside. I finally decided on taking myself home afterwards and let my mind rest in peace through sleeping. I walked off the place with my thick coat on and hailed a cab. What a great day to mess up things in my head.
The door flew open as soon as the click sound entered my ears. I closed it behind my back after getting in and made my sling bag land on the couch. For thirty minutes, I kept myself busy with animated shows displayed on the wide screen and when I got bored, I took a mug to make some hot milk for myself.
*pluk* *pluk* *pluk*
My place was only filled with sounds coming from television and droplets of water running down from the faucet to the sink. I really wish I had someone to talk to and would give some time to listen to my pointless rants about how life screwed me.
*tok* *tok* *tok*
Here it was so lifeless that my mind could even produce imaginations of someone knocking on the sliding door in the balcony.
*tok* *tok* *tok*
Wait…
*tok*
There was really someone knocking!
I sprinted towards the source of sound. My guess was right; it was coming from the sliding door in the balcony. With a rush of excitement, I quickly opened the door and instantly recognized a figure standing in the balcony with a guitar.
Greyson…
I froze. Everything around us stopped. It seemed like the whole world was focusing on the two of us standing in between a short distance, as if watching the next move we’ll do. He stared at me intently and I did in return, not only being able to move a muscle. In a matter of seconds he was already drawing himself closer to where I was. What a surprise he was also strumming his guitar with his fingers. He flashed a breathtaking smile of his and started singing.
The best thing about tonight’s that we’re not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before?
I know you don’t think that I am trying
I know you’re wearing thin down to the core
Ohh…but hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again don’t make me change my mind
Or I won’t live to see another day
I swear it’s true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
“…you’re impossible to find.” He caressed my cheek with his hand and pulled me into a warm hug. I couldn’t help it anymore. Tears were streaming down my cheeks.
“I missed you…so much.” He whispered.
“…I was wrong. I realized I was wrong after you walked away. I waited and I didn’t give up. Seven years and now you’re here again. Seven years…are you willing to forgive me? Can we start over again?”
I knew what the answer was.
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(A.N: Short update, sorry. I'm starting another Greyson fanfic again.)
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Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)
FanficThis is a chance of a lifetime. She never wanted to let go of it. She believes opportunity knocks only once. Now this is what she gets. She took it freely, getting unexpected consequences in return. This is her story.