Loving him...

Be MINE

Chelsea POV

I opened my eyes; seeing a new ceiling on top of me. The bed was not familiar yet comfy; I got up jerking. Oh! I'm in Andrian's room. I checked my watch. OH, Shit! It passed twelve. Thank God! Tomorrow my day off.

I scanned around the room. The room was big, spacious, neat and clean. I stepped on the floor; it was chill. I found fewer photographs in his room, only three photographs- him with a guitar, then with the band, the last one with Mr.Terry. The walls were painted in blue and white.; not much stuff was in the room. Somehow the room seemed dull and boring. Remembering my parents, I took my phone out messaging my mom and Maddy.

"Hey, you are up now?" Andrian said behind me.

I turned towards the voice. When he reached me, I guiltily said, "Sorry."

He was pushing a three-tiered trolley filled food and a bottle of champagne. He stopped it in front of me and sat beside me. "For?"

"I'm your date and supposed to accompany you instead I slept and left you alone." I was truly feeling bad about doing it.

"OH, come on. It's not a matter at all. Are you still tired?" he asked touching my arm. I sensed a worry in his voice then he showed me a reassuring smile. "Let's eat," he announced happily, clapping his hands.

"You haven't eaten?" I shocked.

"I told you we can eat together later, remember?" he said taking two plates. He was cute when taking the plate while saying it.

"I know. But ...." failed to put my thoughts in words.

"Hey, I was a little busy and wasn't hungry, Chelsea. Let's eat, I'm hungry now."

I glared at him. He smiled, showing me his perfectly arranged teeth. As I was pouring some wine into glasses, "Is there any guest out there?"

He shook his head, his mouth full of spaghetti. I smiled looking at this funny Andrian. We both sit our leg-cross on the bed. He was not anymore, the rigid, loss in thoughts Andrian I met before. He was very care-free. His top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned and sleeves were rolled up. This Andrian was more relaxed and opened to me. I love him more this way.

While chewing my drumstick, I caught Andrian staring at me. When I raised my eyebrow at him, he just slides it reluctantly. As we were eating, we also talked about Aaron, Nathan, and all his bandmates. As I was interrogating him for more information, he mentioned that he never brought any girl to his room before. Knowing Andrian, that wasn't really surprising. But there was a proud moment in me.

"Hey, what were you talking with Calum just now?" he asked in the middle of conversation.

I recalled that name, "Calum? Who?"

"The boy you spoke just now on the sofa there." He explained.

"Oh! Him. I heard him saying his name was..... ah yeah, Dave. He said he was the sound editor." I answered remembering the boy.

"Yes, Dave. We call him Calum. So, what you guys were talking about? You guys seemed very into the topic," he said where I sensed jealousy in his tone that made me giggled.

"Nothing. We were just talking about wine. He seemed very knowledgeable about wine. He made some flirting line in between to tackle me..."couldn't resist the amusement "but he failed" I finished.

Pushing the trolley out of the room as Andrian followed me with the glasses and wine bottle.

He laughed, "Oh! So, you did notice, huh??" he said grimmingly. "Wasn't he too obvious?" as I nodded, "Did you noticed how he sneaked out while we were talking?"