Renae
Whew. He ended- no. I ended it with him. He called me toxic, when he body shamed me and physically abused me. I don't belong here with anyone anymore. I'm in the bathroom. The bath is filling up. It's so filled that it's nearly overflown. The water bill isn't going to look very pretty, but I won't be around to see it. The song Happy by Pharrel Williams plays in the back as I step up into the tub, fully clothed. I lay down, taking my final breaths as I close my eyes, dropping the toaster in with me.
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Leon
Of course, I'm out touring Europe. As a singer, I'm mostly not around at home. I'm out partying right now, running around drunk.
"Hey! I'm Delyric, I'm here touring and in search of a boyfriend! You probably know me. Why's it so hard to find a HOT, INTELLIGENT, NICE GUY?!"
And right then, I ran into a hot, intelligent, nice guy.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" He said, leaning down to pick up my red solo cup from the floor. He looked me over, trying to figure out how to dry the alcohol off my clothes. "I didn't mean to run into you..." He mumbled.
I only smiled, not responding. Honestly, duh. I'm drunk. why would I? I told myself to sober the ____ up, because this is a HOT #INFINITY level hot. Who knows about intelligent, but he's NICE.
He kind of just stared at me for a moment with his adorable green eyes. I shook my head, trying to get a sense of where I was. And then I did the stupidest thing you could do when you like someone.
"You're pretty damn hot. What's your name?"
____ my own words. Why am I such an idiot? This is why I need a smart guy.
He laughed gently, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck, his face flushed bright pink. "Thanks. I'm... uh- I'm Citrus. H-how about you?"
My face felt so warm. Am I blushing? Probably, let's be honest. "Leon. You probably know Delyric? That's me."
Citrus looked stunned. "I'm in the presence of Delyric?! Oh my heavens! I love you and your music! I can't believe I didn't recognize you..."
"Anygays, are you gay? 'Cuz you're like... really hot and nice. Besides, I'm single as ____ right now."
Citrus was shocked. I could see it in his eyes that he wanted to date me. I was pleased.
But guess what? Not everyone gets what they want. Why? He told me no.
"I-I'm sorry Delyric, but I-I don't know. I'm not exactly ready to date right now. But we can hang out!"
How'd he even say it so calmly? His face was so RED and he said no. No. I- you know what, never mind.
"Oh my gosh, you're gutsy. Thanks for giving me a chance, my dear mate." I can't even tell you how badly I wanted to hug him, but who knows if he's a physical person. At least my drunk self had some sense. Besides, I had TEQUILA spilt all over me.
I settled for just shaking his hand and getting his number so I could get back to him after my tour.
After a bit of hanging out with him, my tour guide came looking for me and the band. Lucky for us, he was 100% sober and not an idiot. Ezra has good taste in boyfriends. He brought us back to the hotel about an hour away, and most of us slept, so by the time we got there, we weren't fully wasted.
We clambered in and passed right back out withing minutes.
...
I woke up vomiting, like normal. At least now I'm not underage drink- no wait. I was. You see, I didn't start drinking until this year at 20. I grew up in the United States, so my parents made me follow U.S. laws. My sister Renae is English though, so she's always been drinking since 18. Though she's not an alcoholic. Like my mom.
Anyways, I'm only 20. But I'm in the UK. So, based off of me living here and being on tour, I'm not really underage drinking. My parents would say otherwise.
After my pukefest, I got a text from Citrus.
Hot Babe Citrus <3
>My friends and I are having a party. Wanna come?
I smirked and then realized my contact name for him. Oh ____ no. I quickly changed it.
Citrus <3
Sure, can you pick me up though?<
>Ofc. Omw.
I shot up off the floor and changed into something nice. Then I thought of last night, realizing the alcohol on my clothes. Amazing how I can remember things, am I right? Sometimes I regret it...
"____."
Citrus <3
No alcohol right? XD <
>Not that I know of.
K. cool<
I didn't want to ____ up again. Not cool. I ran down out into the lobby, pretending that I wasn't excited so staff wouldn't ask questions. When I saw Citrus hop out of his car, I dashed outside so he wouldn't have to come in.
He smiled upon seeing me. "Hey, you ready?"
I nodded, almost climbing into the drivers' seat. Stupid Americans. Citrus laughed, walking me around to the other side of the car and opening the door for me.
Citrus's bluetooth on his phone connected, playing the band and I's music. Man, Ezra's base guitar is awesome.
We talked through the drive, and Citrus pulled up into a NICE neighborhood. Where were we even going? Where is this guy taking me? These are all things I probably should've thought of earlier.
Well, it's too late now. Once we pull into the driveway of a nice marble home, I thought that maybe I was being a bit of an idiot. At least Renae didn't come on tour with me. I never would've left the hotel. I love my big sister but holy ____.
She hovers like CRAZY.
"C'mon slowpoke." Citrus teased. I looked over to him and back to the house.
"I'm 100% going to get lost." I said, taking in the sight. With a small chuckle, Citrus nodded and climbed out of his car.
"Come on Delyric. We'll get lost together."
Oh no. He's a cringey one. Whelp. I'm stuck with him now!
...
After meeting with a few of this redhead's friends, I kind of huddled in a corner by myself. Unlike looking for me in a crowd, even with his red mop, Citrus was hard to find. Shortie.
At some point, Citrus came hunting me down.
"Dude, you really got lost!?" He laughed.
"No. I was watching you." I joked. I would've been, but like... he's way too tiny.
"Creep." Citrus joked, chuckling lightly.
I smiled. "Yeah. What are you going to do about it though?" I was completely unprepared for what he did.
He pinned me against the wall. This- this small redhead... pinned me against a wall. Who knew he was capable of it.
"I'll put you in your place, if you'd like." He replied lowly.
My face must've been extremely red. He smiled and gently grabbed my hand.
"Come on."
Oh my ___. Renae would never have let me go. So of course I went with him. He dragged me upstairs... but there was an elevator. Being annoying as I am, I bugged him about it.
"Oh my- Leon, sh. Do you want to have fun, or are you going to complain about an elevator?
"Elevator." I joked. "Depends on what fun we're having upstairs. By ourselves. All alone. With no one around."
I know I've only known this guy for less than 24 hours, but who cares. One little affair won't affect me, right?
"You'll see, Leon~" Of course, he flirts. AND tells me no when I ask him out. Savage little _____.
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