for told (Johnny Stevens FanFiction)

One saturday evening

Everyone always wonders what happened to their friends after high school, except for me. I went to college, forgot about all those people. Now I'm famous and everyone wants to be my friend again.

I grabbed my chips and walked out of the door. Today sucked, I didn't get to film or eat. Two of my favorite things.

I pushed open the door of my apartment building, ripping the bag of salt and vinegar chips, stuffing a few in my mouth. The cold air hit my face making my head hurt. The dark skies calmed my nerves and made everything more beautiful, more perfect. I smelled the gas station food from my apartment, it smelled unbearable. My stomach was aching from the emptiness and stress of working all day. The time I reached the to Quito's and greasey gas station pizza I had gone insane from starvation. The chips had barely helped me.

I ran to the scrumptious snacks, grabbing everyone I had seen. Screw my diet, I'm tired of doing everything for the internet and not for myself, I need one night to myself and food. That's when I saw him, Johnny fricking Stevens. My jaw dropped and my brain was running laps inside my skull. I hadn't seen him since high school, now he has tattoos everywhere and white hair.

"Amelia?" I snapped out of my awkward stare and saw Johnny towering over me.

"Johnny?" I responded with nothing other to say, we barely talked, I'm surprised he remembered me. He looked beautiful honestly, his hair made his eyes pop .

"Yup that's me, how have you been?" He smiled holding his sprite and Pringle's.

"Uh great you?" I nervously said looking down, it's weird I've never been nervous.

"I'm good, I'm currently taking a break from tour." Johnny scratched his head and smiled.

"Tour? I guess your a big deal now?" What the hell was he? He's not just that one kid who would sleep in every class anymore.

"Well I wouldn't say a big deal, more like a growing celebrity." He chuckled.

"Do you have a place to stay, Growing celebrity?" I asked, I mean what if he does need a place to stay.

"Actually yeah, my band has family from here, they offered me a place to stay but I'd prefer not to be huddled up with a bunch of people." He rubbed the back oh his neck and then looked down at his black boots.

"Well your welcome to come home with me. If you would like." I smiled and looked at the door.

"Your still that nice girl huh?" Johnny smiled and bit his lip.

"Yup, just has some money now. You coming with me or not?" I turned and started to pay for my things. If this boy thinks he's getting anywhere with that lip bite he's wrong.

"Right behind you."

*At Amelia's house*

Johnny walked in and instantly plopped down on my  white leather couch, opening his chips. Usually I wouldn't let anyone eat on my couch but I don't really feel like getting onto him about it. If he gets it dirty though, he's dead. I walk into my kitchen and place my stuff on my marble counter, grabbing a cup then adding ice.

"Fancy place you got here Amelia, what do you do anyways?" Johnny turned to me and smiled.

"I'm a rising actress and a youtuber, now what is your job... Johnny."

"Lead singer of a band named Highly Suspect."