"Figuring You Out"(Lights Out Tour/Choen)

Part 2 (Pancakes)

(I'm sorry part one was so rushed, Ima try and make this one longer and more detailed.)

Noen POV
I look up at Chase, he smiles wide. I look over at Anthony he has a small smile on his lips, I smile a little. I look over at Jaden who's looking at Anthony. "God, hurry up Noen. The anticipation is killing us!" Payton groans coming up behind Anthony. "How about we talk about this later maybe?" I suggest, I know its not THAT big of a deal but I also don't want anyone else to feel uncomfortable, so I'm just going to push it on future Noen for now. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea. Don't want to make decisions based on how you feel about us when you've only known us over the phone." Anthony chuckles. "Well, guys it's only like 6 pm so we've got some time to do whatever we want," Payton says with a goofy smile. They all start talking about potential activities for tonight. I hardly listen, I can't pay attention.

My mind starts to wonder to the meet and greets. I can barely hold a conversation with these guys... how am I supposed to hold one with my fans? Will they think I'm rude for not talking? What am I going to do- I snap out of my thoughts when I feel Chase pull me closer and whisper "What do YOU want to do?" against my ear. It was such a simple question but it sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel how close he was. I then realized my face was burning so I dropped my head a little and whispered: "Uhm, I-I'm a little h-hungry." He moved away from me a little so I turned my head. He smiled and nodded. "Hey guys, Noen and I are going to go get some food we'll see you later!" Chase quickly states. In one smooth motion, he drops his arm from my waist and grabs my hand and starts to drag me out of the room. I was focused on our hands but I faintly heard Payton say "Be back by 8 for games in my and Griffin's room!" I think I slightly nodded but I'm not sure.

Once we got out of the room he stopped and turned toward me. He then dropped my hand. "So where should we eat?" He asked. "Oh, um, up to you." I stuttered. I had an idea of where I wanted to go but I was worried he wouldn't want to go there and he was thinking of elsewhere. "You're the one that's hungry," He chuckled out. I thought about what he said for a second and realized...The blood drained from my face, god what a horrible first impression, making him take me somewhere when he could be having fun with his friends. I mentally facepalmed. "Noen? What's wrong?" He asked taking a couple of steps closer. "I'm really sorry you don't have to take me you should go back and have fun, I don't want to take up your time." I let out in one breath.

Chase POV
I widened my eyes, what was he talking about? My eyebrows knitted together trying to think about what I could of said to give off that. Oh, I felt my face soften as sudden realization hit me. I now saw where his train of thought must've went. I chuckled a little, and Noen lowered his head. "No, Noen, no, I didn't mean it like that. I want to take you. What I meant was that I want you to choose where we eat because it doesn't matter to me." I smiled and put my hand on his arm.

Noen POV
Oh, wow ok, that's a bit embarrassing. "Oh, uh sorry, I was just worried that I came off as rude for a first impression." I rubbed the back of my neck chuckling. I saw chase tilt his head and sigh. "What is it?" I asked, a little confused about his reaction. Chase dropped his head lightly laughing. "Oh Noen, you're too nice for your own good. Anyways, you don't gotta worry. We're gonna be the best of friends, I just know it." I smiled, maybe tour won't be so bad after all.

The door opens from behind us, "Guys, get a move on! You're gonna miss the games later if you don't leave like right now." Payton pouts. His pout turns into a grin as he then pushes me and I fall into Chase. As soon as I make contact with Chase I tense. My face collides with his chest. "Woah, I got you," Chase says as he wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me closer to him so I stand up straight. My head is pressed against Chase's neck, I'm frozen, can't move (even if I wanted to.) I mutter a small "Sorry," against his neck.