HEY GUYS! I JUST WANTED TO SAY THANKS FOR READING. I DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO MY BESTFRIEND, @GrexyChance16 BECAUSE SHE TOLD ME I AM SO STUPID FOR BEING SUCH A CLIFFHANGER. HEY BABE, THIS CHAPTER IS FOR YOU. HOPEFULLY, YOU'LL LIKE IT.
ANYWAYS, ENJOY THE STORY! X
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"Hey sweethearts! I'm terribly sorry for not giving you and update about my music. Just because I love you all, I'm going to release my EP next month!"
"Oh gosh, Greyson! Good thing you thought about making an EP for us!"
"We've been waiting for a long long time, Greyson. A long time. ILY! x"
"Hooray! After 895343587970 years! Thank you!"
"My ears are ready to be graced by such wonderful music of yours, Greyson. Keep rockin'!"
I feel so stupid... and happy at the same time. I gasped while reading some replies to my tweet. Didn't know they have waited for so long (Wait, is it really that long?). Whatever, atleast they'll get what they want. (Not a mean popstar, ok.)
"Where are you going?" Alexa popped out from nowhere. Wow, she sure freaked the hell out of me.
"A-" I replied in a surprised way. "The coffee shop where I used to go everyday. The one in Melrose."
"Again?" This made me more nervous. Wait, why the heck am I nervous? I am so weird.
"Yes. Again." I sputtered, straightly. With this, her eyes widened while she wiped her cheeks. I smirked and asked if she's going with me. She rolled her eyes and mouthed 'fine'. I smirked for the second time and let a soft chuckle out. She reached out for her bag and went inside the car with me.
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-YOU-
"Aaaah! YN, I'm inlove." Marielle freaked out, thinking of the 'hot' guy. I was just staring at her, obviously bored (it's our break time.) "He's freaking adorable."
"You're just his fan." I emphasized. She looked at me, one eyebrow raised. "You just feel -quote- FAN -quote- love."
"Whatever, YN. Whatever." She rolled her eyes and continued rolling. I playfully rolled my eyes back and let a soft chuckle out.
"YN, table 16. One cappucino and vanilla frappe. Do it even if it's your break time."
Suck it!
Marielle let her tongue out at me and chuckled. I rolled my eyes and went to table 16 to gave the order. "One cappucino and a vanilla frappe. Enjoy!" I fake-smiled to hide my boredom, not looking at the customers.
"Hey YN!" I heard a girly voice, calling my name. I lifted up my face because I was looking at the tray I was holding. It was Alexa.
"YN?" I heard someone whispered after Alexa called me but I didn't mind because all I know is that came from my imagination.
"Oh, hey Alexa." I greeted with a big smile plastered on my face. "Long time, no see." She smiled at me and I smiled back. I heard someone chuckle that it made me look at the right side.
Wait, it's Marielle's "HOT" guy.
He was wearing three-fourths and rayban sunglasses.
"How are you?" Alexa asked which made me look at her direction again.
"I'm good." I said as I plaster a smile on my face. The guy removed his glasses and it caught my attention. I looked at him and our eyes met each other's.
I admit, he's hot.
I flashed an I-need-to-go-now look at Alexa and she nodded, smiling. She waved her hand that made me waved mine too. I rushed to tell Marielle that her "dream guy" is here.
"How do I look?" Her cheeks turned pink while she was fixing her hair. I raised my thumb and mouthed 'yeah, sure.' bc I don't know what to say. She smiled at me, said thanks and went out of the room we were staying. I looked at her as she got out of my sight.
I peeked at the small window and saw Marielle talking to her "dream guy". Wait, where's Alexa? She must gone by.
They're talking. They look like they've known each other for a long long time.
I think know that guy.
He looks very familiar, I swear.
I really know that I know that guy.
And I feel like....
I..
I hate him.
Yes, I feel like I do hate him.
Wait, do I really hate him?
Yeah, I think so too.
Really, YN? Really?
Really!??
"YN!!!!!!!!!!!" Someone yelled. "Time to work! You've been having your break time for 2 hours!"
Wait, how long was I thinking? 2 hours? Seriously?
"Coming!" I yelled back and went outside the room. I saw Marielle drooling, swaying.
"What's wrong with you?"
"He asked me out!"
When I've heard that, I think I felt a burn on my cheeks. What is this crazy feeling?
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You Are The Chosen One. (A Greyson Chance fanfiction)
قصص الهواةAre you still going to consider yourself lucky being picked as the 'lucky' one who'll get to meet and date the only popstar you hate? Is this what you call GOOD or BAD luck?
