Apartment below 2

Chapter 66

Third person

Sabrina woke up the next morning, she looked to her left expecting to see him beside her, yet there was no trace of him ever being there. She furrowed her eyebrows, she didn't dream he came to see her, did she?

She sat up from the bed, taking a look through the apartment to see if he was there. He wasn't. She climbed into the shower quickly, washing herself and changing into a different pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a dark green sweatshirt

She left her bedroom, the smell of coffee floating through her apartment. She went out to the main open space which had her living room, kitchen and dance area in an open planned space

Peyton stood leaning on the bench, his phone in his hands, scrolling through and sipping on the iced coffee In front of him. Her heart eased at the sight of him, so it wasn't a dream, she thought

"Aw you're awake..I got you coffee" he shook one of the icy drinks beside him. She smiled softly, taking it from him and sipping on the straw, letting the coffee awaken her from the inside "how did you get in?" She asked lightly, a confused look on her face

"Oh I took your keys..I didn't want to wake you up..you were in a pretty deep sleep.." he explained. She nodded lightly again, turning around and heading over to her couch, unfolding one of the blankets and draping it over her to keep warm as she sipped her coffee

He sat beside her, "why are you here? Your tours not supposed to be finished yet" she questioned him "I canceled the show..well they pushed it to tomorrow night" he stated like it was nothing

"and you're here..?" She asked confused "I'm here for you, because you were hurt..and I watched the video of the livestream..I don't know, it just didn't feel right not being here..I've been wanting to come back for ages, they just didn't let me until now" he explained

"Well you didn't have to. I'm fine" her tone turned slightly harsher "you're not fine, sab" he replied "and you care about me, why?" She muttered just loud enough for him to hear

"Sabrina, Vanessa and I aren't together" he spoke with a sigh. The blondes eyes shot up to his "when I wrote break up with your girlfriend, I'm bored, I didn't think you'd actually do it" she mumbled

He shook his head, "No. we've never been together, there was no break up, there was no asking her out" he clarified. She looked to him confused "management thought that when you left the tour you would tell people what happened, so they wanted me to go out with Vanessa so that it would look like you left out of jealousy..I told them you wouldn't do anything like that and I protested against it as long as I could, it pretty much got to the point that they wouldn't even listen to me.." he started

"I don't know who confirmed some relationship. They made her come on the plane with us, but I never asked her out, she never slept in my hotel room, I never went on dates with her, i actually spent most of the time glaring at her and making comments about how she chased you away just so she could have a chance, which she never got.."

"Not once did I kiss her, sleep with her, do anything with her except dance on stage and put up with her whining on each flight. The day we kissed back in Tokyo-" he stated

"Peyton I don't want to relive it" she cut him off, her eyes glassing over with water "you need to know what happened, Sabrina. She came in and she asked me to teach her one of the dances, I said no, I told her to go to you or one of the actual dancers. She refused, so I thought If I got it over with then she'd leave..everything was fine, all I was doing was explaining how to do the dance and then the moment the door handle jiggled she pulled me down to her..I didn't have time to process what was going on, by the time I did, you were already inside.."