My Celebrity Crush

Jeanne’s Pov:

I woke up the next morning and noticed I was lying on something big and comfy.

I opened my eyes and discovered it was a bed.

What the hell?

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I sat up immediately and looked around. I was the only one in the room.

But how did I end up on the bed? I can remember sleeping on the couch. So, what the hell happened? Or, could it be possible I sleep-walked to this place or what?

I was still wondering when the door of the bathroom suddenly opened and Alex walked out, shirtless with just a towel around his…waist!!!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Why did I have to wake up now? Oh, Jesus!

You seriously won’t believe how Alex is looking right now -shirtless!

His hair and chest were wet and little drops of water fell from his hair to his chest.

I couldn’t have a clea view of his chest because it was covered up with tatoos.

What the hell?

How can someone have so many tatoos on his body?

They covered most part of his chest down to his shoulders, but trust me, they were cute!

Then his legs were so hairy and being wet, it made the dark hairs relax so beautifully.

And the waist…gosh!

The towel was the only thing covering…

Oh, Jesus! Jeanne! What am I thinking???

But seriously, if Alex ever shows on stage or on the tele looking this way, a lot of ladies will end up being admitted in a high-skilled hospital because it’s more than killing.

I’m almost dying here.

“Hey,” he called with a soft chuckle as he walked to the wardrobe.

I shook my head and tired pulling myself together.

“Uhm…good morning, sir” I greeted with a bow and heard him laugh.

“Jeanne, how did you manage to learn in school?” He asked, but I couldn’t comprehend what he meant as I was lost starring at him from behind as he faced the wardrobe.

“How many times have I told you to call me Alex?” He asked and turned to look at me and I quickly took my eyes away.

“Uhm…sorry, sir. I mean, Alex!” I said and sighed and he smiled.

Oh, Jesus! That smile was killing.

I mean, smiling with those wet sweet pink lips.

He took out a shirt and wore it on and took out a trouser.

What???

I quickly buried my face under the bed shit and heard him laugh.

“Hurry up and come down for breakfast” he said after a short while and I slowly opened my eyes and noticed he was done dressing up.

Then, he walked out of the room.

Geez! I was so engrossed staring at him that I forgot to ask him how I ended up in bed.

I tapped my head and left the bed. Remembering the sight I just beheld was something else and I just pray I don’t slump.

I quickly bath and brushed my teeth. Then, I went out to the dining and there I met Alex already seated there.

I sat, facing him and we started eating, but the food was gross!

Alex didn’t eat for long as he stood up after a while.

“When you’re done, come out let’s practice” he said and I nodded and he left.

I didn’t spend upto a . minute there and I also left and went to join him in the passage where the keyboard was kept.

He was already seated there and was playing some a soft tone and he asked me to sit and I did, facing him.

“So,” he said.

“What song are we performing? It’s going to have to be a song by the loverboys”.

I bit the inside of my cheeks and quickly thought of a song.

“Uhm…how about that song about a second chance?” I asked and he looked down the keyboard and touched some keys.

“Let’s go on that?”:he asked and I nodded.

Then he started the interlude of the song and entered with the first stanza.

He sang it beautifully and when it got to the chorus, I took over.

It ended with the chorus and he paused and thought for a while.

“Okay, this is what happens” he said and played the interlude again.

He sang the first stanza and I took the part of the chorus and when I was done, he added another part and brought in a bridge which I was to take. That way, the song was longer and interesting.

‘It’s nice” I told him when we have able to sing the whole song correctly.

“Yeah” he . muttered and touched some keys again.

“You know, we’ll be needing to practice more. But right now, I’mI’m starving. I haven’t eaten anything sensible since yesterday” he said, holding his tummy.

“But…I thought you enjoyed Da-hye’s meal…”

“What? That was a concoction” he replied in a whisper and I laughed.

“Uhm…okay.. If you want, I could make some food” I said and his eyes beamed.

“Oh, really? So, what would that be?” He asked and I clicked my tongue.

“Maybe…brunswick stew.” I replied and he nodded affirmatively.

‘Perfect! Just write out the ingredients we’ll be needing and I’ll send for them immediately.

“But, hold on, are you even a good cook?” He is and I scoffed.

“Of course, I am. I always have.” I replied and he shrugged.

“Okay, then. Just write out the ingredients you’ll be needing” he said and stood up and I went for a paper and pen immediately.

I wrote down all the ingredients and gave them to him and in less than an hour, someone arrived with them.

Right.

I entered the kitchen immediately and set out to work. And surprisingly, Alex came in.

“Uhm…is there a problem?” I asked.

I’ve been trying to avoid calling him sir or his name.

“Just wanna be of help” he replied and took an onion.

“So, what am I doing with this?” He asked, rotating the onion in his hand.

Gosh! He probably doesn’t know how to prepare an onion.

“Don’t worry…Alex, I’ll take care of it. You might uhm…end up cutting yourself” I replied and he gave me a quizzical look.

“That’s ridiculous. I’ll be fine” he said and took the knife and a plate.

I watched him as he started pealing off the onion and gosh he was just dividing the whole onion into two.

“Alex…”

“Ssh. I can do it” he cut me off and continued with what he was doing.

I can’t believe this.

I shook my head and decided to do something else. I prepared the other ingredients and finally, I put the pot on the gas and put in the margarine.

It took the young man about 10 minutes to slice one onion.

He clapped for himself when he was done.

“Do I need to do the second one?” He asked and tried taking the second onion, but I stopped him.

“Oh, sir. Don’t worry about it please. I don’t need it” I replied and he shrugged.

I’m sure the food would have been ready to eat by the time he’d have been through with the second onion.

He’s such a lazy kid.

“Uhm…Alex,” I called.

Gosh! It feels so weird calling him by just his name.

“Can I ask a question?”

“Yeah. Sure”

“Uhm…It seems you’ve been friends with Da-hye for a long time now?” I asked and he scoffed.

“Well, yeah. I’ve known her even before she went into movies and became popular” he replied and I gave a slow nod.

No wonder he’s so friendly with her.

“Why asking?” He suddenly asked and I twisted my lips.

“Nothing really. Just wanted to know.” I replied and he smiled.

Wait; isn’t it obvious he always smiles a lot now?

I continued cooking and soon, I was done putting in all the ingredients and all that was left was just for it to steamer.

“I hope this tastes as good as it smells” he said and I smiled.

“I told you, right? I’m a good cook” I replied ecstatically.

Immediately, we heard a knock on the door and he left to check it out.

I stayed alone in the kitchen for sometime and when he didn’t snow up, I decided to go check him out.

I stood at the corner and looked at the sitting room and…Oh! Speaking of the devil.

I saw him with Da-hye, and they were both standing at a close range, talking and laughing.

Geez! What’s she doing here?

They talked and laughed and at some point, she’d touch the neck of his shirt.

“I wish I could spend more time, but unfortunately, I need to rush over to check out the roles of some new scripts” she said with a pitiful look and it made me roll my eyes.

“Don’t worry; we can still meet up when you get back.” Alex said and she smiled and hugged him.

Why’s she so fond of that?

I stood and watched as they talked about unimportant things for a while and finally, she hugged him again and left.

At last.

Alex turned and caught me staring by the corner and that was when I realised I shouldve left by now.

“Jeanne” he called with a grim.

“What’s that smell?” He asked and I flinched.

Smell?

Yeah. What’s that smell? It smells like roasted…

Oh, my God!

Just like flash, I ran back to the kitchen and quickly turned off the gas while coughing.

Alex rushed in immediately and opened the pot.

“What the…” he paused and coughed.

“How on earth did it end up burnt, Jeanne?” He asked and I used a spoon to turn the food.

Oh, Jeanne. What have you done?

“I’m…uhm I’m sorry. I had no idea. I was just…”

“Were you actually spying on Da-hye and I?” He asked and my head almost left my neck.

“S…no. I…”

“And you told me you were a good cook. I can’t believe you meant good cook of burnt foods” he said and I bent my head bashfully.

I wish the ground can open for me to fall in.

He closed the pot and started walking out.

“A…Alex, where you’re going?” I asked in a low tune and he stopped and looked at me.

“Well, what do you think? I’m going out to get some food. I need to find an English eatery” he replied and I gasped.

“Can I come along, please?” I asked in an appealing tone.

“No. I don’t want you to go and influence the cooks over there so they don’t end up burning all their dishes” he replied and walked out.

Huh? But, I’m also hungry.

“Sir! Come on; I’m sorry” I said as I ran after him. out of the kitchen.