Apartment below

Chapter 8

Sabrina

"What a feeling to be a king beside you somehow, I wish I could be there now" Peyton sang the last line of his song, spinning me so that I was in his arms, my hand holding his face and him looking down to me

The crowd cheered from in front of us, screaming as firewoek like sparklers shot up from the stage, the lights dimming and the concert was over. The trap door we were standing on began to lower us down to the trap room

We stayed in the position he had me held in, his eyes flickering down to me lips for a few seconds "Great show guys! That was amazing!" Someone cut him off from beside us.

Peyton smiled to him, handing him the microphone and leading me through the bottom of the stage "Peyton we need to talk about some things" his manager stopped him

Peyton turned to me, "I'll come over later..follow those stairs and it'll take you to the main stage door" he let go of my hand with a soft smile. I nodded, biting down on my lip and taking off down the hallway to the stairs he pointed me in

"Who was that?" I heard his manager ask from where we just were. I stuck my head down, stepping up the stairs and finding Rowan and Corey in the arena "omg! It's Peytons dancer!" A group of girls squealed coming over to me

"Can we take a Picture!" They asked. I nodded, standing between the girls with a pretty smile in my face "it was so cute how he pulled you onto the stage! Do you know each other?" One of them asked

I nodded "I choreographed the tour" I smiled. "That's so cool! I'm gonna tag you on insta! What's your username?" She asked "Sabrina Carpenter..I've gotta go but it was lovely meeting you" I gave each of them a hug before finding Rowan and Corey

"If you don't start crying within the next 2 seconds I'm going to cry for you!" Rowan gushed. I giggled "calm down, Row" I reply. Her eyes widen, "Calm down! What do you mean! You just got up and danced a whole concert with THE Peyton Meyer! And you hate crowds!" She stated shocked

"Yea that's true..you hate having audiences" Corey questioned. I shrugged, "I just ignored them..pretended they weren't there..I choreographed the whole dance, I couldn't have it failing on the first night! It would ruin my career!" I explain

We reached the front of the arena, piling into the car and driving off out of the car park "and people recognised you! You're gonna be famous! You're gonna get verified and everything!" Rowan continued

I laughed, turning my attention to the streets outside, what would it be like to be famous? To have people want to know you, to have everything you've ever wanted.

Corey pulled up to the apartment building, paparazzi stood waiting outside, the door men trying their hardest to keep them out of the way. I sighed, "see you soon" I say to the two, opening the door and stepping out into the pathway

"Sabrina! Sabrina over here!" One of the photographers shouted, the rest all catching on and flashing their pictures. I kept my head down, ignoring them and heading into the building still dressed in this latex suit and knee high boots

I went over to the elevator, letting go of the breath I was holding once the door had closed, my eyes scanning the room patiently as it took me to my apartment

I unlocked the door, stepping into the apartment and turning the lights on to make it more cozy. I went to my bedroom, unzipping these super high boots before standing up and unzipping the latex suit too

It was a struggle to get off, but I managed, replacing the outfit with long black silk pyjama pants and a matching silk tank top. I tied my hair into a messy low ponytail, making a cup of coffee before removing the layers of makeup I had on

Finally I felt clean, checking the time to see it was only 11:03pm. I sat down on the couch, pulling a blanket over me and putting on a film, taking small sips of the drink to warm me up