Just Promise Me

Chapter Three

Chapter 3 – Is this real life?

Christian freaking Novelli is in my house. Holy shit.

“So our plane doesn’t- ARE YOU OKAY?” I’m still on the floor in pain from falling.

“Haha, I’m fine.”

“What was that loud-“

“I fell down the stairs.” Christian started laughing.

“Well at least you don’t fall up.”

“I do.” He started laughing even harder.

“Well aren’t you a funny one.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing. I’m just saying you’re funny.”

“Oh.”

“Our plane leaves at 12pm. So what do you want to do?”

“We can go for a walk. Or sit in my room and cry.”

“Because we’re forever alone?”

“Yes.” We went into my room. I’m still dying on the inside. Thank goodness I cleaned before he came.

“So this is your wall.” My face turned a billion different shades of red.

“Y-yes.”

“It’s bigger since I last saw it.”

“Haha. Yup. That was almost two years.”

“Horseicecream”

“It’s a word.”

“My British accent was terrible.”

“No it wasn’t. I thought it was cute…” Christian face lit up. I couldn’t help but to smile. Even him blushing was cute. Everything about him was cute. I’m scared to go to Playlist Live with him. What if the other fans of Christian think where dating and some of them try to kill me or something. I started to have a panic attack.

“Danielle, are you okay?” Christian is comforting me. He’s seriously the sweetest guy I’ve ever met. I couldn’t talk. I just sobbed in his arms.

An hour has passed and I’ve finally calmed down. My mom walked in.

“So is this the fag that you’re going to be fucking?” Christian and I stared at her. “Wait isn’t he the boy that’s on your wall?”

“Yeah..”

“So you’re going to be fucking a famous person? Oh wonderful.”

“Mom.. We’re not having sex.. We’re just going to Playlist Live. That’s it.”

“How long will you two be staying?”

“A month.” Christian told her in an angry tone. I knew he was upset. I wish he never met my mom. But this is so weird, seeing Christian mad. I can’t picture him doing a lot of things, he’s just so innocent. My mom was glaring at him.

“She’ll be back after Playlist you got that mister?”

“No.” He got up and I begged him to sit down, he wouldn’t.

“Christian, please sit down.”

“No. She’s 18. Okay? She’s old enough to make her own choices and to be on her own with friends.”

“You see child, I don’t trust her being alone with some guy. For all I know you two would just be having a sex fest.”

“You really think I’d do that?” I stood up. “Mom, you know me. I’m terrified to have sex. I’m terrified to have anyone see me butt naked. Okay? I’m way too self conscious. The fact that you thought I would..” I just stared at her. I wanted to leave now. I turned to Christian and just cried into his chest.

“Danielle. Danielle. DANIELLE. WAKE UP.” I screamed.

“AHH WHAT.”

“You fell asleep after your panic attack. Hurry we have to go.”

“Wait did you and my mom get into an argument?”

“No. Why?”

“Oh thank goodness it was just a dream.” Christian put his hand on my head and started messing up my hair.

“You’re such a goof.”

“I need to go talk to my mom, wait outside?”

“Sure.” Christian walked down stairs and went outside.

“Mom?”

“What?”

“I’m leaving now.”

“Alright, be back whenever.”

“You’re not mad?” I cocked my head like a dog.

“Of course not. I talked to Christian, he’s a nice guy. We trust him.”

“Alright. Thanks mom.” I quickly hugged her and ran out the door.