
Guns n' Roses
♥ Chapter 14 ♥
*****No One's P.O.V.*****
"And, here we are." Chris said as he opened the door for Peight. Peight's eyes grew wide as her eyes danced across the beautiful room where she'd be staying that night. "You like it?" Chris whispered into her ear rather seductively. Peight smiled then looked at him and nodded. "Your things should be in your room." Chris added heading into the kitchen to fill up some water.
Peight walked into the bedroom, and noticed that it was the master bedroom, and that there was only just the one. She quickly walked back to Chris who was typing something away on his phone.
"Um, Chris?" She said trying to get his attention. He unhesitatingly snapped his head up and gave her his full attention. "There's only just the one bedroom."
"Oh, um, well I'll sleep on the couch then."
"You don't have to do that, I mean the bed is big enough for the both of us, we can share it." Peight said trying to make it sound like she wasn't that okay with it, but was freaking out inside.
"Oh, well, I guess if you don't mind."
"Oh yeah, it's no problem." Peight said as he smiled at her and she went back into the bedroom. She found her suitcase lying on the bed. She looked through it, then found something to wear she knew Chris would certainly love... Harry did. She sighed then shook her head to get rid of the thoughts of her ex lover. She ran into the bathroom and showered herself off, thanking the Lord that she can shower without Harry pressing his member all over her. Peight quickly got out, dried herself off, and got into her special outfit. (Peight) She took a deep breath before casually walking out of the bathroom to find Chris looking through his own suit case.
As soon as Chris noticed Peight, his breath caught in his throat and his eyes grew wide. Peight glanced at him and noticed his expression, but tried her best to hide the smirk.
"Is something wrong?" Peight asked obliviously.
"Oh, um, uh, sorry. uh, no." He said quickly grabbing his clothes, and walking to the bathroom trying to hide his obvious boner. Peight laughed uncontrollably when she knew he could not hear her anymore, and grabbed her phone. She was scrolling through Pintrest, when an unknown number sent her a text.
Unknown:
"je t'aime"
Peight stared at the small screen for a while, until Chris walked out of the bathroom in just a pair of sweatpants as he put his old clothing back into his suitcase.
"Chris." Peight said catching Chris's attention. "What does this mean?" Peight asked as she showed him the text. Chris read it, then furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"I-It means I love you." Chris stuttered out as he looked at Peight. "Who sent it to you?"
"I-I have no idea. Peight said as she tried thinking of someone who would've sent to that to her.
DeadStroke? No, he doesn't have my number.
Zayn? No, he doesn't either.
Chris? No, he hasn't known me for that long.
That guy at Harry's mansion, Niall? No, I only met him for the once.
Harry? No, he- wait a second........
Notes
OOOOOO THE SUSPENSE
DUH DUH DUH!
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Zayn looks like Michael Jackson in that pic. I Love the story.
3/21/15