thats awkward

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7:30 am

i walk into the kitchen, and pour myself some cereal. i hear slow footsteps, and turn around interested. "kian?" i see kian licking his lips and looking me up and down. "i've been looking for you, gorgeous."

he walks towards me seductively, and puts his hands on my waist. "kian.." i warn, and he makes eye contact. his eyes suddenly fall onto my lips, and oh gosh

i'm completely vulnerable.

he softly kisses me, not anything crazy. then, he starts placing soft kisses on my neck, and my ear. "fran!" he says. i furrow my eyebrows, "what?"

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"fran, wake up!" i hear a familiar voice say. i groan, and open my eyes slowly. it's kian.. no! i close my eyes quickly, and sigh. "okay, you're awake." he says sheeply. suddenly, i notice were his hands are. his hands are on my waist and my harms are on his chest. i quickly snatch my hands back, and i'm sure my cheeks are as red as a tomato.

"me and jc are going to walmart for a video, bobby and corey are going to this carnival thing for their vlog, so you've got this house to yourself." he explains, and i mentally thank god, then pray that kian will get out now.

"alright, alright thanks, bye!" i rush.

".. bye. make sure you don't get kidnapped!" he jokes, but there's a tension in the air. "bye.."

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i make salad with ranch, and bring it into the living room. gosh, that was so awkward with kian.. or maybe it wasn't, i don't know.

i slowly eat my salad while watching once upon a time. i can't even lie, hook is a total hottie. his eyes, his hair, gosh dang! i would totally let him have my babies.

an hour into watching tv and finishing my salad, i hear the doorbell ring. i look through the peephole and see a girl, looks like she's 15. i open the door, but not fully.

"hey, what're you doing here, cutie?" i ask.

"i kind of, uh, j-just wanted an autograph? p-please?" aww, she's a stutterer. she's adorable, with her big, crystal eyes and short, curvy body. i take the paper from her hand, and sign it with a message, "good things come in small packages! xoxo, franny arrieta!!"

she lets out a squeal, and i jump. her face is red, and she covers her mouth. i laugh, and say goodbye to the girl. i wonder how she even got our address?

i close the door when i see her walk off, and smile to myself. she was too sweet, i'd like more fans to visit.

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11:47 pm

it's already almost 12 pm, and no one is home. usually, kian comes home before 10 pm..

i brush it off, and decide to just sleep.

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