No, no he isn't.
He isn't, and will NEVER, EVER be Greyson Chance. He must be joking, now I'm waiting for the punchline.
I laughed nervously as I shook my head. "No you're not!"
He gulped and took a deep breath in. "I am."
"Prove it." I challenged.
He sighed and began singing.
"My heart beats a little bit slower
These nights are a little bit colder
Now that you're gone
My skies seem a little bit darker
Sweet dreams come a little bit harder hate that you're gone
Everyday time is passing
Growing tired of all this traffic
Take me away to where you are
I wanna be holding your hand
In the sand by the tireswing
Where we used to be
Baby you and me I'd travel a thousand miles
Just so I can see you smile
I feel so far away when you cry
Coz home is in your eyes"
He decided to stop there, and looked me in the eye.
"Well?" Dan- er, possibly Greyson."I still don't believe you." I managed to say, even though I almost did.
"Then come with me." Daniel instructed, leading me to a room I've never been to.
It was a music room, with a lot of paintings, too. It was really beautiful, I gotta say. Replicas of Monet, Picasso, da Vinci, you name it. It was there.
"Whoa," I sighed. Since my parents took me to Italy and France when I was about 4, before Mum had Derek. She was a big fan of those paintings and their creators so I guess it was an influence.
"You like it?" Daniel (Greyson?) asked me, with that hot closed mouth smile of his.
What kind of logic is this?
"I love it." I replied. "Mum loved these stuff."
"You make it sound like she's dead." Dan- Grey- oh whatever mumbled.
"Hey!" I said, smacking his shoulder - hard. "That was mean!"
"I'm sorry!" Daniel (I'm going with that for now!) shrugged. "I was just saying."
I rolled my eyes at him. "So, is this what you were gonna show me?"
"Not quite." He replied. "Come here."
I followed him until the other side of the room and then found this portion of the room full of pianos.
Greyson's pianos.
All of them, I swear. The Waiting Outside the Lines piano, the red piano, the Hold On 'Til the Night piano, an electric organ, like I said, all of them.
"Like 'em?" He asked, "All mine."
"Yeah right." I said, even if I kinda DID believe him. This guy's really convincing! "You didn't steal it or anything?"
"I assure you, this is all mine." Daniel said. "They're all originals, okay?"
"Proof?" I demanded.
"Do you honestly need any more proof?" Daniel sighed. "I gave you more than enough for you to believe me."
"It probably would have but.." I said.
"But?" Daniel asked.
I sighed. "There's something keeping me from believing that."
"Which is?"
"Why would THE Greyson Chance fall in love with me?" I asked him, making sure we were looking eye to eye. No lies.
He sighed. "Because Mia,"
He stopped.
"Go on." I told him. He put his hands on my shoulder and kissed me. Light, but passionate. I loved it.
"You're beautiful."
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Running Away (A Greyson Chance Fan Fic)
FanfictionWhat would you do if you were friends with a celebrity and didn't know of it? What if you fall in love? And what if that celebrity is Greyson Chance? Mia MacAller's life turned fully upside down when she meets the guy of her dreams, Greyson Chance...
