Chase Hudson Is Trouble

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I seem to enjoy looking down at him , i feel strong , powerful and unbreakable . But then i realised our position and my heart start beating fast and furious (pan intended) . He laughed and i felt uncomfortable.

"let me down" i said breaking our eyes contact .

When he did nothing , i looked back and his eyes were focused on my face more like on my lips . I panicked .

"Chase , let me down now " i struggled "please" a sob emerged from deep of my throat .

"I'll let u down if you let me paint park " he said smirking .

"Yeah ! Yeah ! Okay "

He let me down REALLY SLOWLY , enjoying himself in my huge discomfort . I took 6 feet away from and looked at him more like glared .

"Where is lucas? " i asked loudly . I didn't really care of lucas i just wanted him to remember that we are not alone and he can't act like this . He can't touch me , can't manhandle me not like before , not here .

"Missing your lovely crush ? " he said smiling and heading towards the paint and the brush .

"He's not my crush wtf! He and leela alred-" i didn't finish my sentence because i heard a moaning voice from next room . This is embarrassing . My cheek heated and i looked towards chase and he was laughing . How can he laugh in this kind of situations .

"Oh i get it " he said between laughters "enjoying the audio park?"

I just can't deal with him right now so i ignored him and went to start and build the book shelf i got from ikea . He didn't talk after that and started painting . An hour later i looked at him after finishing my job and my heart warmed . He was wearing only a sweatpants and flipflops i saw him with in the morning . They were already ruined with the baby bleu paint but i guess he doesn't care , he was listening to music with his airpods and mumbling lyrics , looked innocent and harmless not the chase hudson that i knew . I perked my ears to try to listen to the lyrics he's singing .

"I'm a sick fuck i like the quick fuck " he held a focusing face while finishing the last wall "i'm a sick fuck i like the quick fuck" he sang

You know what , i change my mind . He still the same asshole i know from high school . I laughed and looked around my room . He did a great job with painting and that would've took me all day long .

"Hey park , i guess i'm done " he said . "This paint dries fast so few minutes and you can decorate and clean i guess"

I stood up and head to clean the brushes and collecting them

"A thank you would've been amazing don't u think miss park"

"I didn't ask from your help" i ignored him

"Nevermind" the door shutting took me out of my daze and i found my self in the middle of newly painted room , alone .

Few hours later , i found myself standing in a well organized room my bed was directly under the two tall glass Windows with the new white sheet and the colourful plushies that i got from newyork bt21 shop . Light brown rags on either side of my bed directly under the two nightstand . My desk was on the left side of my bed with the book shelf hanged above the table thanks to lucas for the help- and my favorite books are stacked neatly side by side with the pencil collection and my notebooks . On the other side of the room there stand my closet with my clothes hanged and arranged . I extremely loved the paint job and the colour brought fresh vibes to my new room .

Leela helped mostly with the hanging and cleaning . And exactly at 4am i was finished and hungry and we decided to grab something to eat .

So we end up in a fastfood restaurant two blocks away.