"Kris? Why are you here?" Her words came out slurred.
"Amber, you're drunk."
Amber chuckled and slapped Kris on the lap, hard. Kris gritted his teeth and hissed, "Ow..."
Without warning, she scooted in close to him and pressed her lips on his. Kris'...
Kris woke up alone in his hotel room. Amber was nowhere to be found. He found his phone by the bed, and remembered it was already broken. Under his phone was a piece of paper, which sparked Kris' interest. It was a drawing sketched with pencil. Kris took no time to figure out it was him sleeping, as Amber took no trouble to put emphasis on his messy bed hair. Amber was a Picasso like him, Kris figured.
He was putting on his shoes to go look for her when there was a knock on the door. Surely she forgot the room card again. Kris opened the door saying Amber's name but his voice got stuck halfway as his smile froze when he saw her. The girl was wearing a red dress, grinning at him.
"Jell-O?" he couldn't believe his eyes. Was this another bad dream he was having?
"Oppa!" the young girl threw her arms around him. "So your manager wasn't lying!"
"Your English sure improved a lot...Jell-O."
"Of course! I'd do anything for you oppa."
"Wait, what do you mean my manager- he gave me away?" Kris untangled her arms from his neck.
"You don't mind if I come in?"
Before Kris could tell her yes, yes he did, the girl invited herself into the room saying, "He gave you away? Oppa, you're making it sound like I'm a crazy...stalker or something...Of course he told me, you know how much your manager gege likes me," she winked.
"How did you you even get here?"
"Oh, my cousin's having her wedding here. I can't believe it too! I guess it's destiny you know," she giggled. "Here I was, trying to attend a wedding, when suddenly I bumped into your manager downstairs and he told me you were here."
"My manager's here? Great, I need to-"
"Oh, he left."
"What?"
"I told him we need um, some privacy..." she twirled the split ends of her long brunette hair with her finger.
Jell-O brushed her hair and batted her eyelashes at Kris, while slowly approaching him. Kris was forced backwards, convincing the girl she should leave.
"Not until I get a kiss," she added, "oppa. That dinner party after we finished filming, you promised me a kiss, remember?"
What? That wasn't true! Unless...yes, he was drunk. He had to be drunk that day when everyone was celebrating their hard work and drinking around. Had he had the slightest idea that this sly little actress was going to take advantage of him like that, he would never have take even a sip of the champagne that night. Serves you right, Kris. Great job.
"Oh, Jell-O, about that-"
Kris shrieked when his legs hit the corner of the bed and he sat down in pain. The girl seized the moment and leaned in, causing Kris to edge backwards on his bed, until his back crushed onto a pillow and he knew he was cornered. The girl smirked, crawling towards him like a cat. Kris turned his face away and was on the verge of shouting for help when the door busted open.
His saviour and heroine, Amber Josephine Liu walked in with a big bag of what smelled like food. Amber's jaws fell open at the sight. She quickly placed the food on the table and covered her eyes, backing away. She cleared her throat, then said, "I never saw this..."
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Before Amber could leave, Kris reached out and managed to grab hold of her wrist with his abnormally long arm, roughly pushing Jell-O aside in the process. With all his might, he pulled Amber towards him. As Amber was not at all expecting that, she yelped as her whole body was jerked backwards and her back landed on the soft mattress with a thump.
"I'm never going to like you, Jell-O," Kris said to the girl in red, who seemed to have a surprised look permanently etched on her face. Amber looked at the girl curiously, wondering if she had just heard Kris call her 'Jell-O'.
"Because I have all my heart on this girl, right here," he said.
Amber opened her mouth to say something but Kris was quicker, "Yes, this tomboy. I'm not lying. And I'll prove it."
Amber's heart raced as Kris swiftly bent down, his eyes looking at nothing but her lips. But before Kris could kiss her, Jell-O pulled him towards her by his collar with one arm. Her eyes burnt, with murderous rage.
"You jerk!" she gave Kris a loud slap across the face and left angrily. With the door being banged shut, Kris woke from his shock. "Ouch..."
Amber quickly sat up. "What just happened?" she asked. So Kris told her about the young actress who was madly in love with him.
"How dare you use me like that?" she started to punch him.
Kris held both her hands before they could hit his chest anymore. "I'm sorry...Shall we do that again properly?"
"Do...what?"
"Amber, may I kiss you?"
He didn't wait for an answer. Kris tried to close the gap between them but stopped when Amber turned away.
"Better be safe," Kris looked around, grabbed Amber's medical mask and put it on. He pressed his lips on hers behind the thin mask sheet. One hand supported her neck while the other slithered round her waist and held her close to him.
"KRIS!"
Kris snapped out of his daydream with Amber's yowl and a sharp blow on his chest, realising he was in the midst of putting on a mask. Amber snatched it away.
"What are you doing? Why are you staring into space like a zombie? And I'm not finished yet! How dare you? Is it because you've been around Henry for too long, that the bad effects are starting to rub off on you?"
"Sorry," he lowered his head.
"If she hadn't slapped you, you would've...kissed me, right?"
"You wouldn't have let me," he said.
"Right you are. Now come here and finish this pumpkin soup I brought."
In a much quieter tone Kris defended himself, "But that was the only thing I could think of."
