"…. My stomach grumbled, so i took a quick look at the cart. I saw chocolate chip cookies, smiled and took the whole basket with me and ran to the elevator.

It was time to meet Cody Simpson."

Chapter 2. Chocolate Chip Cookies & Bad Hair Day

With the cookie basket under my arm, phone, keys, wallet, extra hoodie, a towel and a water bottle in my hands ("why on earth didn't I take a bag or something…?") I ran to the end of the hallway to the elevator. I pushed the button and checked the time. I had about two minutes to get down 32 floors, to the gym and dance studio that was ours for the next two weeks. The elevator arrived just when I was putting my phone back to my pocket – which was a bit difficult when your hands are full of stuff. The doors opened, and I walked in, not looking up, but focusing to keep all my stuff in my hands and not on the floor.

The elevator started to go down and my stomach was grumbling again, so I tried to figure out how to get a cookie from the basket, which was under my arm, in my armpit. Without any free limbs, I decided to try just by reaching my head down, and pick one up using only my teeth and lips. Needlessly to say it looked ridiculous.

Suddenly I heard a voice who asked:

"Need any help with that?"

I jumped a bit, startled that there was someone else in the elevator. I looked up quickly, and saw no other, than Cody Simpson. He was standing there, wearing a deep blue long sleeved shirt, and dark jeans. His hair was styled in a quiff, and he had a little smile on his face, obviously trying not to laugh. Well I didn't blame him, I did look quite funny, my head down, lips reaching down for a cookie.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to spook you. You just looked like you could need an extra pair of hands."he continued.

I realized that I was still looking at him, my mouth a bit open.

"Ummm, Justin, this is the part when you say something. Anything. Now."

"I was hungry." I responded.

"Anything else besides that... Nice work Justin. Way to go. Good first expression."

Cody laughed and said: "Yeah I noticed. Your tummy was crumbling quite loudly."

I blushed and finally had the good sense to stop staring at him. And close my mouth.

"Well hi, I'm Cody. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you." He said and smiled to me warmly.

"No, no it's fine. Hey I'm Justin." And with that I extended my hand, with intention to shake his hand, but forgetting that there was a basket full of cookies under it, so it fell to the ground, cookies sprawling to the floor.

Cody just took my hand, shook it and said "Nice to meet you Justin. I've been waiting to meet you."

While he was calm and composed about the cookies falling to the floor, I – if possible – blushed even more.

"Great, Just great. Why don't you just start singing "old MacDonald had a farm" and get completely naked. After that, there isn't much more to do to make yourself look more foolish right now."

He let go of my hand and crouched to the elevator floor to gather the cookies. I took a second to punch myself to the forehead. Then I did the same and bent down and started to put the cookies back to the basket.

"Oooh yummy, chocolate chip cookies! My favorites!" Cody said enthusiastically and smiled at me. He took one cookie, blew to clean it up and popped it to his mouth.

I was lost in my thoughts, thinking just how stupid first impression had I made, so I did the lets-stare-at-Cody thing again.

He looked at me and a bit weirdly and asked: "You don't mind do you?"

"Oh no no, I don't!" I tried to laugh, but it didn't sound quite right, so coughed trying to cover it. That obviously wasn't enough, so I took a cookie too, put it to my mouth, but soon realized that there was something on it that wasn't part of the cookie - like a piece of trash, or a hair or dog poo or something – so I spitted it out.

Then the elevator doors opened and Cody took the basket, got up and smiled to me widely, while I was trying to get the thing that wasn't part of the cookie out of my mouth.

"You wanna walk to the studio with me?" he asked, and I stopped brushing my tongue with my hand and looked up at him.

"Umm yeah sure." He turned around and started walking towards the dance studio. I looked at myself at the elevator's mirror and then just banged my head against it. Then I followed him hoping I could just disappear to an island somewhere far and remote.

Little bit later we were in the dance studio, with both of our managers. Justin had disappeared somewhere, mumbling about something about a bathroom and drowning himself in the toilet. I didn't quite catch the last part, so i asked "what", but he just blushed and said "nothing" and walked away.

The dance studio was just a big open space, with mirrors on one side of the room, and parquet floors. There were two doors on one wall, one led to a chancing room, a toilet, and a shower. The other was for a small kitchen.

I went to the kitchen to check it out. Couple minutes later, I went back and stood on the doorway. I saw our managers speaking in the phone, both in some levels of irritation, judging by their facial expressions.

Justin was sitting in the middle of the room, and he glanced at the managers, who were facing the other way, and quickly took of his beanie. I smiled, when I saw that his hair was a mess. It sticked in every possible direction, some pieces were curly, other pointing arrow straight up.

He looked at himself at the mirror in front of him and I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw the look on his face. He looked a bit hopeless, and tried to pat his hair down hopelessly. He must've had hear me chuckling, because he turned and looked at me. I walked over to him across the floor and sat next to him. I smiled at him and laughed, when he patted his hair again.

"I thought I had bad morning hair" I chuckled at him.

"Oh you have no idea" he laughed too, and was just about to put the beanie back on, but I stopped him saying: "Hey, wait, I might be able to fix that."

"Fix this?" he asked pointing his hair with one finger, looking at me in disbelief.

"Yeah, just give me a second" I said and got up.

Cody got up from sitting next to me and walked over to my stuff that I had thrown to one corner. He searched a bit, then bent and took my water bottle. He walked back to me, and sat down right in front of me. He opened the bottle and poured some to his hand. I must've have been looking a bit unsure, because he smiled reassuringly and said:

"Don't worry, you are in good hands. I have bad morning hair too, so I got a lot of experience in this. "

I chuckled, and he putted his hands to my hair. First he wetted them a bit, and I looked down, partly because in didn't water in my eyes, partly because I was a bit embarrassed. He couldn't quite reach to the back, so he scooted closer. With his fingers he combed the sides down and then proceeded to my front hair.

"Hey look up, it's easier that way." he said and lifted my chin up with one wet finger. Now I was forced to look at his face. He started to curl my front hair back, using his finger as a "curling iron". We were only inches apart and I could feel his breath on my face. He was concentrating hard, he had his eyebrows burrowed, a small wrinkle appearing between them and he was biting his lower lip. I noticed that he had a small mole just next to his right ear.

He leaned just a bit closer to get a better look of a piece of my front hair that was particularly stubborn. Then he moved his head to left and reached to the back to pat the hair down. The mole was now at eye level and I was looking straight at it. I had a sudden urge to touch it. Just to caress it a bit. That wasn't weird wasn't it?

I jumped a bit when he suddenly said "Okey I'm done now. Oh sorry, did I startle you again?" he asked and touched my hand calmly.. I looked at the hand and saw another mole at the back of his hand. "Another one? How many does he have? And where? No don't even go there Justin." I blushed to train of my thoughts and said:

"Oh no, it's fine. I was just lost in my thoughts."

I looked myself at the mirror and saw that Cody had done a very nice job.

"Wow that's really good. Thanks! You must have really bad morning hair. "I laughed, but then realized that that wasn't the best thing to say. Fortunately he didn't seem to mind, just laughed.

"Yeah I do. And thanks, I'm glad that you like it. Oh sorry wait." he said and then took his sleeve and wiped my chin with it.

"It was a bit wet. Sorry." he said smiling apologetically.

"Mmm…nnn..…no it's fine. Thanks." I stuttered and mentally hit myself.

"Okey." he responded and then we just stared each other for a couple of seconds.

"Hey guys, let's get started, we have a lot to go through." my manager said and walked over to us. Cody and I moved the same time away from each other and my manager started to go on about the details of the tour.

Authors Notes:

Hey you, who is reading this. The second chapter ! More is coming already, I can't wait till I gets all steamy and heated…

Review if you feel like it.

#neongiraffe

UPDATE:

Ooookay like i said in the previous chapter, it does get better, right now you must be shaking your head and thinking that i said that in the previous one and noup, that was a lie.

This one isn't one hundred percent full of crap, but just like 80, so i think that we can say that it gets better around like 10-20 % with every chpater.