Apartment below

Chapter 9

Sabrina

I yawned tiredly, putting the empty cup into the sink and brushing my teeth. Removing my hair from the ponytail, I climbed into bed, pulling the thick sheets over me for a mere few seconds before I heard a knock on the door

I sat up, stumbling back over to the door and opening it. Peyton stood in front of me dressed in grey sweatpants and a black T-shirt, socks on his feet and a bouquet of flowers in his hands "I got you flowers..to say thank you" he smiled, handing them to me

I pouted "aww you didn't have to do that" I reply, taking them from him and making my way over to the kitchen to put them in water "I did, you really saved my ass out there" he replied, taking a step into the apartment and closing the door behind him

I giggled "some girls came up to me after the show asking for a picture, and the photographers outside were taking pictures as I came inside" I stated. He shook his head, "I'm sorry..some people can be a bit crazy" he chuckled

"It's fine, look I've had my first news article written about me" I pull up my phone, standing beside him and showing him the screen "Peyton Meyer pulls a blonde up from the audience, dancing with her on the opening night of his tour, the up all night tour. Fans questioned if it was planned, or is Meyer going to bring someone on stage every night?"

He chuckled, "come with me" he stated. I furrowed my eyebrows, "come with you where?" I look around. "No, come with me on tour, join the tour" he replied more seriously.

I shook my head, my eyes growing wide, "I-I can't go on tour! I'm not one of your dancers" I stutter "you can become one, dance with me everyday in a new city, travelling the world.." he dreamed, holding my hands

"..no I don't like audiences..I can't perfom in front of people.." I trail off shyly, "well then how did you perform tonight?" He asked with a smirk. I shrugged, "I don't know I just pretended that I was here dancing?" I pointed to my mirror

"Then do that every night! Come onnn, it'll be so fun!" He begged. I bit down on my lip, shaking my foot as I thought "mmmmokay fine" I smile up to him "Really!" He looked to me surprised

I nodded "yes..I'll come on tour with you." I giggle. Peyton wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a hug "yes! Yes yes yes yes!" He spun me around, lifting me off the group. I wrapped my legs around his torso, laughing as he jumped around

"We're gonna have the best time" he stopped spinning, dropping me down his waist. I smiled, watching as he took a few steps over toward the door "I should get going..but you can't pull out now!" He warned, pointing his finger at me

I put my hands up, "I won't" I reply. He smiled, shutting the door behind him, leaving me in silence. I bit down on my lip, fighting the urge to jump up and down

Really Sabrina? You're going on Tour! With him!!

A knock at the door, cut me out of my thoughts, furrowing my eyebrows I opened it to see him standing there again "did you leave something behin-" I ask before being cut off by him smashing his lips onto mine

"Yes" he mumbled against my lips. I didn't fight him, kissing him back and folding my arms over his neck. He hoisted me up, kicking the door closed with his foot "go..straight..first door..on the..right" I say in between kisses

He pulls away, his lips finding their way to my neck, sucking in the same spot as the week before. He carried me through the apartment, following the directions I had given him until he reached my bedroom, opening the door with one hand and kicking it shut again

He dropped me down onto the bed, his body hovering over me. I tugged at the ends of his shirt, pulling it up over his head and off his arms. My hand trailed over his rock hard abs to his waistline, playing with the fabric

He pulled the covers over us "do you..?" He mumbled, his eyes flashing pure lust. I nodded, opening the top drawer beside me, my hang rummaging around for what I was trying to find..