Maybe You're The One For Me (A Greyson Chance Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6

(A/N) Chapter 6 :D I can't believe you guys! You guys are amazing! 300+ Reads :D how about 400+ next time :D Anyway so... I really would like if you guys comment your opinions on the story and if you ever want me to dedicate a chapter to you :D A dedication for a dedicated reader :D haha! 

P.S. ANG GANDA NG VIDEO NG SCL! ^____^ ANG GANDA! Hindi na ko nag chechelos! :D Ang ganda kase ng kanta, just the idea of the love story eh maganda :DDD Nakakaiyak teh!

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"To me your every bit of perfect..."

"I can't believe it..." She cried from her bedroom.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Nothing..." She said a tone of depression in her voice.

She came out of her room all dressed up and pouting. 

"What happened?" I asked.

She slapped my arm, "This is all your fault!" She pouted.

"What?!" I asked, scared I did something wrong, scared that the fans had found out about our little friendship and started bullying her.

"I can't believe you! These past two and a half weeks you keep on taking me out, so now I'm gaining so much weight!" - She pouted again - "My jeans don't fit..." She said her bottom lip more prominent.

I chuckled, relieved but mostly amused, "Is that a problem? C'mon, I'll buy you a brand new pair of jeans." I said laughing.

The past two weeks and a half have been fun and tiring at the same time- which before, I thought was impossible -. The beginning of the day I spent at the studio approving and editing the songs then at three or four in the afternoon I'd pick [YN] up from her apartment and we'd go around town. 

"That's not the reason..." She said still pouting.

I sighed, "Then what is?" I asked.

She groaned, "Nevermind." She said, dragging me out of her apartment her room mates- who she started talking to and have been getting closer and closer to everyday - laughing their butts off.

"So how are the girls?" I asked chuckling as we headed down the stairs.

"Fine." She answered simply.

"How close are you  and the girls now?" I asked.

She turned to me and smiled sweetly, "Attached to the hip." She said, but at the moment she mentioned hip her frown was back. What was the problem with her hip?

In no time we we're at the mall, "I need to go restroom." She said grimly.

I smiled, "Go ahead, I'll be at Levis I'll go ahead and pick some stuff up for you." I said.

"Okay." She answered- still -grimly.

I headed to Levis heading to the women's section jeans, a lady approached me smiling, "Hi Sir, the men's section is on the other side." She said.

I blushed, "I'm, um, actually looking for jeans, for a, um, a friend." I said.

She chuckled, "What's her size?" She asked.

I shrugged, "I don't know..." I said.

"How old is she?" She asked.

"Fourteen." I answered.

"Let's try a size 28..." She said grabbing a couple of jeans from the rack.

"Is she with you?" She asked.