19. Bad idea

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Chris had called a cab for us

As we wait for the cab Chris asks "so where are we going ? Do you want to grab some breakfast or ?"

"Right now I really want to go home" I admit.
I really need to shower I smell like alcohol.

"Oh I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my place" Chris says

"Wait you actually live somewhere ?" I joke

"Yes I live somewhere" Chris rolls his eyes

"Well it would be nice to see where you live, but If you don't want me to see your crappy apartment I totally understand" I say

Chris laughs "I'm sure your going to love my crappy apartment" he smiles

Are cab arrives and Chris tells the driver his  address.

"I'm excited" I admit

"Why ?" Chris asks me

"I feel like you know so much about me and I know nothing about you" I tell him

"You know you can Google me" he says

Right he's famous I always forget that. Probably because he doesn't act like he's famous he's just normal. He's a normal famous guy.

"But I don't want to Google you, I want you to tell me, show me who you are" I say

"Okay I'll tell you who I am" Chris gets closer to me and kisses me on the head. The car stops
"We are here" Chris says

I look out the window and see this big beautiful house
"Where is the crappy apartment ?" I ask

"Come on I'll show you" Chris pays the driver then start walking with me towards the house.
I see his motorcycle at the front and five different cars, all very expensive looking.

Chris opens the front door and I see this beautiful house. Big chandelier, beautiful paintings, wide space. His house is absolutely beautiful it feels safe and homie. We walk in the house and I see this dog approach us.

"Hey buddy" Chris gets down on his knees as he lets his dog lick his face.
I just look at Chris and the dog.
"Y/n this is my dog dodger" Chris says

Dodger gets closer to me and starts sniffing me
"Dodger the dog from the wallpaper ?" I ask

"Yes" Chris nods

"Hey dodger, Ohh look at you" I talk to dodger in a baby voice. "Oh who's a good boy ?"

"So far what do you think of my crappy apartment ?" Chris jokes

"I think it's absolutely beautiful" I say to Chris "you better give me a tour"

"Come on I'll show you around" Chris says

The further I walk into the house the more I realise how big it is. Everything very simple yet elegant and very expensive. Like a lamp a normal lamp that you'd thing he'd buy for $32 but then you find out is costs $500, or the knife set in the kitchen maybe $23 nope guess again it's $360

Chris and I keep walking around the house. Dodger following the both of us.

"This is the kitchen" Chris says "and this is the living room" he points at it.
It's cute how happy he get by showing me around his house. "Now let's go upstairs" he hold my hand and runs up stairs I follow him. He's so excited. "These two room over here are guest rooms that's my office and this, this is my bedroom" Chris shows me his bedroom.

His room has a big bed with a white bedsheet that have dark blue stripes on it. The ceiling is made out of wood and is absolutely beautiful. There is this big window showing a beautiful view of a forest near by.

"Chris your house is amazing" I say

"Thanks. I'm glad you like it" he says

"As much as I'd like to stay I have to get home, I need a shower and I need to talk to my messed up sisters and see how they are doing" I tell him

"Why don't you just take a shower here, I have plenty of things for you" Chris says

"No I wouldn't want-" he cuts me off

"Please I insist" he says

How can I say No to him ?

"Fine" I role my eyes.

Chris gives me all the things I need like a clean fresh towel, toothpaste and toothbrush, a new hairbrush and shampoo and more stuff.

I hop into the shower.

~

I clean my self up and get out.

I see Chris had laid something on the bed for me. Fresh pair of clothes a white T-shirt and some very big grey sweatpants.

I put on the clothes

As I'm getting dressed I smell fresh coffee and cinnamon, it's delicious.

I follow the smell all the way downstairs to the kitchen

"Hey you look great" Chris says as he flips some French toast

"Really ?" I ask him

"Yeah you look just like one of those 50 year old man that live outside some gas station" Chris jokes

"Thanks" I say as I walk up to Chris

"I'm kidding you look great. Your skin is absolutely beautiful" he pecks a kiss on my cheek.

I sometimes forget Chris has never seen me totally without makeup, I always have a little bit on.

"Where are the plates ?" I ask hoping I can set the table

"I've already set the table" Chris yell from his pantry

"Okay so what can I do ?" I ask

"Relax. You can relax coconuts" Chris leads me to the table. He pulls out a chair for me and I sit down. "Enjoy" he says

I sit down and wait for Chris.

We both sit and eat together.
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