Just A Fan [A Khayman Burton (Special K) Love Story ]

Chapter Eight .

Andrea's POV

I woke up in the morning to coughing. Who the hell is coughing in my room? I do a quick stretch then notice my phone right next to me: ongoing call. Oh shit, I forgot I was on the phone with Khayman. 

"Andrea?" I hear his voice finally speak. I smile at the sound of his voice. Perfect way to wake up honestly.

"Yeah?" I ask. There's a yawn and then a pause before he speaks again.

"Good morning,  beautiful." He says. I can hear a little smile in his voice. I blush at the 'beautiful' part.

"Good morning, cutie." I say. I never thought I would be calling him this... guess I am though.

"How did you sleep?" He asks me. I do one more quick stretch before answering again. 

"I slept amazing, how about you?"

"I slept perfectly." He says. 

"That's great." I smile as I get up and walk to my bathroom, phone in my hand. I hear him cough again, he must be getting sick or something. 

"Do you want to hang out today?" He asks. I set my phone down on the bathroom counter and pick up my toothbrush from the toothbrush holder. I squeeze toothpaste on my toothbrush, turn on the faucet, and run my toothbrush under water.

"Hold up," I say. I take the toothbrush out of the water and bring it up to my mouth. I open my mouth wide and let the toothbrush bristles scrub all over my teeth. Once I think I brushed enough, I fill the cup sitting on the bathroom counter up with water and take a drink. I swish the water in my mouth and spit.

"My bad, I had to do that," I laugh,"But I would love to hang out with you."

"Good," I could hear a smirk in his voice, "It's a date." My eyes widen. I'm going on a date with Khayman? And this wasn't even planned out? "I'll be at your house in like an hour."

"It's a date and I only have an hour to get ready?" I ask him. That's not enough time, I'm pretty sure I'ma look like shit."

"I don't care how you look, Andrea. I'm pretty sure you'll still be gorgeous." He tells me. I blush. Good thing he can't see me, because I'd probably be hella red right now.

"Okay..." I say slowly. "I'll be ready." I agree to going on the date with Khayman. We both hang up and I walk inside my room again to put my phone back on the charger. What am I going to wear? This is a date.. no matter what he says I still gotta look good. I walk over to my closet and look at all those tops in there. I have no idea what to chose. I decide to wear some skinny jeans, my black and white Hbk hoodie, and some black and white high top Converse. He said he won't care how I look so I just dress down. I quickly shower and change. I blow dry my hair and curl it. I apply very little makeup and take my phone off of the charger again.

I haven't really talked to Vanessa since we went to Six Flags. I should probably text her to see what's up. I unlock my phone and go to my iMessage app and begin to type.

Me: Hey Vanessaaa ! I haven't talked to you for a couple of days . How's it going with Derek and shit ?

I slip my phone in my pocket and head downstairs. My pace of walking slows down as I hear a deep voice speak and then everyone in the room laughs at what he just said. I reach the bottom of the staircase and everyone looks at me. Everyone as in my mom, Xavier, and Khayman. I didn't think he would actually be in my house right now. 

"Hey." He says as he walks over to me and pulls me into a hug. I smile as I pull away.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be here this early." I laugh. He shrugs.