Getting Chances (Chandler Riggs Fanfic)

Chapter 19

I woke up to a knock on my door.

"Payson? Honey you awake?" My dads low raspy voice asks.

"I am now." I grumble as I yawn an sit up from bed, looking at all the boxes around me, and the long mirror in front of me. My hair isn't as bad a mess as I thought it'd be but it's still messy.

"Good. There's someone here to see you." I can hear the smile in his voice.

"Like who?" Now I'm confused.

"Like someone from your favorite tv show that you seem to be spending more time with than me." Sarcasm is clear on his voice. I dont believe him until I hear Chandlers muffled laugh through the door.

Oh crap.

Oh no no no.

I haven't even gotten to take a shower yet. I lift my arm up to smell. I don't smell too bad I guess. I look into the mirror. And if I just brush my hair it's not too greasy or bad.

"Okay I'll be out in a few!" I call out so that they're not waiting forever.

I know I should care about how I look, but I kinda don't. I just leave on my red shirt and black shorts and just throw my hair up into a messy bun.
I slowly open tho door and peak out into the living room to see where they are. I can't see them so they must be in the kitchen cause I can hear them laughing.

'Maybe my dad made breakfast?
Why is Chandler here?
If my dad is making breakfast, should I brush my teeth? Ugh. This is too many questions for me this early at'...

I looked at my phone to see the time. It's 10am...
I guess it's not THAT early but still. I decide just to go into the kitchen, past all the still packed up boxes.

"Hey sleepy head. I made some cinnamon rolls. Sit down and eat." Dad walks by and kisses the top of my head as I grab 5 cinnamon rolls and sit down by chandler.

"5 cinnamon rolls?" He looks at my plate.

"Hey you came over here unannounced, you dont get the right to criticize my eating habits right now." We both laugh as i take a bit if the first roll.

"You look cute." He says.

"Don't be sarcastic." I say as I shove the rest of the roll in my mouth and he laughs at me.

"You do though. And how are you so skinny? You eat like a pig." He chuckles.

"Just what every girl wants to hear. You're so sweet." I say sarcastically and take another big bite of the second roll, just to spite him, and he laughs again.

"It's a good thing" he smiles and his smile sends a warmth through my body. We make little small talk as I eat the rest of the rolls.

"Payson can you clean the pan I used?" I hear dad call from the couch.

"Yes dad. I will clean up the mess you made." I roll my eyes even though he can't see me. I set my phone on the counter and walk to the new sink. I notice my dad took the time to get the dish rags and coffee maker out, and I shake my head. As I am about to start washing it, Chandler gets up.

"Whaaaaat are you doing?" I ask as he picks up my phone.
I can see him swipe up and I can tell he's taking a picture.
"St-" I start to say by he just laughs and I already know he took the picture. I pout like a puppy dog until he comes over and hugs me from behind. His touch alone makes me more awake and happy.

"My dad doesn't know we are dating." I say.

"Is that what we are?" He looks at me. I lean out of his grasp.

"Well-- I thought--" he stops me.

"I like that." He says sweetly and smiles.

It makes me laugh.

"But what I'm saying is, my dad won't let me or you come over like this if he knows we are together." I smile and get myself out of his arms.

'Not to mention I don't want to move too fast in the relationship' my subconscious adds. Good thing I moved out of his arms because my dad walks into the kitchen just moments later.
"Alrighty Pay, you ready to start unpacking these boxes?" Dad asked. I nodded and finished cleaning the pan.

"I can help, if you want." Chan said.

"Yeah! That'd be great, thanks Chandler." My dad smiled and chandler returned the gesture. God only knows how this is going to turn out.

After a couple hours, we finally got the kitchen, living room, bathroom, guest room and the work room upstairs set up. It looks amazing and I still can believe this is our house. Beautifully decorated, perfect walls, carpet, tile, and windows, this is seriously a dream house. Lastly is just my dads room and my room, which wouldn't be too hard. My bed, dresser, and mirror are already set up, so there's not much else.
We get into my room and there are about 6 boxes stacked on top of each other. I look around at the walls, which I guess aren't too bad. One is yellow, one is white, one is pink, and the other is white. We get to unpacking and it's not as bad as I thought it'd be. Chandler got the two bedside night stands and set them up beside my bed. I got the little lamps, my jewelry all the little things mostly.
There are only 2 boxes left at this point.

"So what do you want to do when we are done unpacking?" Chandler asks as he picks up my cannon camera that id been looking for from the other boxes. I smiled.

"I didn't know you'd want to spend the entire day with me. I thought you'd want to hang out with friends or something." I shrug.

"Well aren't we friends?"He smirked.

"You know what I mean Chan."

"Yes. I do. And I want to be here with you." He pulls me close to him.

"Stooooooppp." I smile. "I still have stuff to unpack." I laugh and push him back. He pretends to fall onto the bed and then pulls me with him. I give in and lay on my stomach, using my elbows to prop myself up. He's laying on his back, just looking up at me.
"You're." He kisses my hand.

"So." He kisses it again.

"Weird." He smiles and looks for my reaction. My mouth drops with a slight smile playing at the corners as I punch him in the arm.

"Ow." He pouts as if it actually hurt him and I laugh.

"Get up." I laugh the words out.

"Whyyyyyyy." He whines like a child.

"Becaauuuuse." I mock him.

"I still have stuff to unpack. Only one box left." I give him a cheesy smile and he gives in.

We both get to the box and start taking stuff out. I grab a couple shoes and put them in the closet. When I turn around, Chandlers holding my moms jewelry box, and all of a sudden, thing just got a bit more awkward. For me atleast.
"Um. Those are- those are my moms." I say hesitantly.
"Oh" he say simply. I've never told him that she died.
"Uh, she... She passed away when I was 8." I bite my bottom lip and move towards him. I grab the box he's holding and open it. Inside, there's a couple of my moms necklaces, and a picture of her. I pick it up and hand it to him.
"That was her." I say simply.
"She was beautiful. You look just like her." He says and I can't help but get a cheeky grin. I lean down and kiss him once, gently but passionately.

"Come on now Payson, this isn't the time to be playing around, you still have stuff to unpack." He says using my words against me, and lightening the mood. I'm glad that he did, I was about one sentence away from tearing up.

"We can go back to my house afterwords, watch a movie, hang out with my family. Grayson wants to see you. I think he likes you." He playfully nudged my arm with his elbow.

"Too bad I'm taken." I say and kiss him on the cheek.

((GAHHH. lol this is one of my favorite chapters out of the entire book, even with what is left to come!
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