I know, sorry for teasing you and taking forever to upload. I hope this makes up for it.
Chapter Three
You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on,
I can't sleep Let's runaway and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch now baby I believe
This is real so take a chance and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
Chris' Blackberry kept ringing, he didn't understand why the caller didn't just leave a message? Who would be calling him at this ungodly hour anyway? It was almost eight, he'd barely gotten four decent hours of sleeping. Katy's voice blared into his ears for the fifth time, signing he rolled over and answered the phone.
"Hello?" He practically barked into the phone, his voice thick with sleep.
"Where are you Colfer?" A familiar man asked.
"Dan?" Chris questioned, "I'm not in Cali, I'm actually in-"
"I know, but they want you back A.S.A.P. Mr. Murphy was very specific with orders. There's a car waiting down stairs for you, they sent the jet to get you and Mr. Murphy wants you to be in his office by two o'clock this afternoon. Do you need me to call someone to help you pack?" Dan was Chris' driver, the guy not only brought him everywhere, but he practically organised his life, along with being his body guard when things got out of hand. Dan was Linda Rolla's assistant. Linda, Chris' publicist, when she couldn't be there with Chris at two in the morning when he was leaving a bar made sure Dan was there, always.
"Seriously?" You've got to be kidding me, Chris thought. "Alright, I'll be down in half an hour."
Chris forced himself out of bed and into the shower, he raced around the hotel room in a haze throwing all his belongs into his blue suit case. He glanced around the room to make sure he had everything, he grabbed the picture frame off the night stand and stuffed it into his satchel without looking at. Chris was checkout out and sitting in the car by eight thirty. He opened his bag and dug around trying to find his iPod, but when his fingers hit a picture frame he pulled that out instead. Inside the frame was Chris favourite picture, it showed him and Darren with there arms wrapped around each other. The two men were laughing and smiling at each other not the camera and they were wearing their Dalton uniforms.
"You two our adorable." Ashley had said when she'd snapped the picture on day on set.
Darren had giggled and hugged Chris after the photo had been taken. He'd told Chris how happy he was that they had met. Chris didn't say anything just held him tighter, he was surprised he didn't turn to a puddle on the floor. Chris sat there thinking about all the great times he'd shared with Darren, the guy was one of his best friends, which was why he'd been so willing to drop everything and fly to freaking Florida to see the guy. It was because he was truly, madly, deeply in love with Darren Criss.
Darren, he thought, Darren kissed him last night.