The Wrong Tour||Season One

Episode Nine

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I watch annoyed as Stephen unlocks my hotel room door pressing it open and allowing himself inside.

Despite me not wanting him here he still decided to stay for who knows what reason.

Maybe he just wants to be a absolute asshole because if that's the case then he's definitely succeeding.

Which is highly unreasonable at all, unless it's some sort of revenge for my previous juice disaster at his first shoot here, which I swear we resolved already.

So what would he want from me?

Then it dawns on me. This mornings events.

Last night Stephen had stayed in my hotel room after having a drunken episode so we'd slept on the couch together.

I'd gone to have a shower and well...other things.

Let's just say it hadn't been a pleasant but wrather embarrassing morning for me.

And I hadn't planned on remembering it any time soon.

My face flushes red, awkward jitters running down my spine not allowing me to move from my spot by the door.

Stephen heads straight into the kitchen pulling out a whine class then heads into the large pantry returning with a large bottle of red wine.

Taking the glass by the stem he elegantly pours it in but not before popping the bottle cap off.

"Are you gonna just stand there staring at me all night?"

He mutters not yet giving me eye contact but keeping his attention half on the glass of whine.

"N...no."

I stutter before firmly standing my ground. In failure.

"Well why are you still standing there?"

He finally makes eye contact raising the glass to his lips, not letting his view of me waver.

"I guess I don't feel comfortable with you here."

That comes as more of a question then a firm statement.

"Why does my presence bother you so much?"

I feel my pulse begin to quicken at that one question. Why does his presence bother me so much?

I feel as if I know the reason why, though it has only been four days. I'm not in love with him if that's what your thinking but I think in a way I'm merrily attracted to him.

My heart races when he's in the same room as me and I stop breathing when he's beside me.

Common symptoms of a simple crush.

For that reason I hate being in his presence. Which is unfair to him but then again he is a model who could basically catch the heart of any women or girl he pleases.

I say girl cause being only eighteen years old my self I wouldn't exactly consider myself a women yet.

I feel a certain way about Stephen but I wasn't about to admit that only adding to his already cocky attitude so I settled for a simple lie.