Comfort Inn Ending [Jhene Aiko x The Weeknd]

Chapter 1

~Jhene~ 

I was at another one of these summer jam festival concerts. It was all fun and shit but I was getting tired. My Sail Out album was selling beyond crazy and my fanbase was rising. I loved all my fans but I also needed some time to myself. Touring from state to state and country to country becomes overwhelming.  I walked into my dressing room and plopped onto the couch. My throat was getting a little sore and my body was going numb. I have never felt so exhausted in my life until now. 

Chrissy came in and sat down beside me. She rubbed my back then presented a cup of water to me. I smiled and took it from her. Chrissy was always there for me. She has been my friend since forever and I couldn't have asked for anyone else. I took the cup and drank some of the water. I felt like it was going to freeze my insides because it was so damn cold. She laughed when I quickly handed her the cup back. I wasn't really thirsty in the first place. 

"I'm just glad I'm finally done performing for right now" 

"Well now you can relax maybe...but not for to long. You don't want to keep your fans waiting" 

"Of course not. I just need to go on a semi-hiatus" I told her while giving her a slight smile. 

"You want to go back out and watch the rest of the artist perform?" 

"Sure. It beats sitting in this boring dressing room" She nodded in agreement then looped her arm around mine. We made our way backstage again. We peaked through the opening to see who was on stage. I didn't even know who this guy was. 

"Chrissy...who is he?"

"You never heard of the weeknd?" 

"Hell no. And why does he call himself that? Out of all things" 

"His name is better than some of these artist names...." I shrugged a bit while nodding. She was kind of right about that. The only thing that was bothering me was why he would name himself that. As I watched him just stand in one place while holding the microphone, his voice rang through my ears. My gosh it sounded so perfect. I have never heard such a beautiful voice live like this. He was very different from the rest of these performers. 

I managed to look away from him for a moment to get a look at the crowd. They seemed to be under a spell or something. Everyone knew the words to this song he was singing. The beat was haunting and alluring. His voice matched with it. Chrissy seemed to enjoy it as well. She was unable to be moved even if I tried. I let my focus turn back to him. He was amazing and it was weird to me that I have never heard of him or about him before. 

As the song began to slowly fade away, the audience went psycho. They were cheering like crazy and the girls in the crowd look like they were about to jump on the stage. Chrissy nudged me a bit and I looked over at her. 

"Yeah...?"

"Let's go. The concert is almost over and there isn't anyone else I want to see"

"Hold on for a minute" She looked at me like I lost my mind or something. I wanted to meet this guy for reasons unknown. His presence was drawing me in. I had to get to know him myself and uncover this mysterious side he gave off. As he walked down the stairs, I slowly walked towards him. He didn't turn once to acknowlegde me approaching him. 

"Um hey....good work out there.." I said trying not to sound so nervous. He looked at me for a moment before smirking. Him and his crew went to the back where the dressing rooms were. Chrissy came over to me and spun me around so I was facing her. 

"What the hell was that all about?"

"I can't tell someone good job?"

"I didn't think you would actually try to say anything....especially to The Weeknd"

"What's so special about him?"

"Look.....I'm just warning you right now.....he's not the guy for you. Plus you are datng Marquis right now" 

"All I said was good work Chrissy....calm down" She sighed a bit before walking with me back to my dressing room. I had to clean up and pack up everything that was scattered all over the place. As we passed by many other artist dressing rooms, a door opened. It was him again. He stopped when he saw me and Chrissy. 

"Sorry....if we are in your way" I automatically blurted out. He gave me a smile before moving out of our way. Chrissy pulled my arm and we kept walking. I looked back at him and he was still looking at us walking to my dressing room. It was only three doors down from his. Chrissy quickly opened the door and rushed me inside. 

"I know you are trying to be protective of me but nothing is going to happen between me and that guy" 

"He's trying to get you Jhene....and not in a good way"

"Chrissy...how could you be so sure? or are you just jealous that he's showing some interest in me?" 

She just looked at me surprisingly and didn't say another word. I sighed softly before trying to stop her from storming out of here. She moved away from me when I reached out for her. 

"I'll be waiting in the tour bus for you..." She said while gathering the rest of bags she had packed. I watched her walk out before turning to look at myself in the mirror. It was only five minutes later when I saw my door open and there he was. 

"What the hell? Can i help you?" 

He just looked at me for a moment before walking towards me. I stayed where I was stunned at the fact that he would just walk in here like that. I didn't know what he was about to do. Before I know it, he kissed me without a word to be said. I wanted to pull away but I couldn't resist. When I opened my eyes, it was Marquis actually the one kissing me. I pulled away. 

"Jhene....are you ok?"

"Quis...you can't just walk in here like that and kiss me without saying anything"

"Sorry...I just wanted to surprise you." He said with a light smile. He presented a dozen roses for me in a vase. I took them and kissed him on the cheek. They were beautiful and healthy. I still could'nt get over my hallucination of The Weeknd.