Living with a zillionaire

Chapter 1- Meeting Matthew

October 20th, 2019

[I had nothing to do so I decided to go to a concert. Somehow I got a front-row seat, and it was free. When I was watching the show, I saw an adorable guy there that I liked. The guy I wanted was looking at me; while he was singing, he tried not to make it too obsessed that he was singing it to me. Then I remembered I was only 18 years old, and he looked like he was 20 or something. So I didn't get my hopes up. ]

1 hour later

[As I started leaving, one of the stage crew asked if I was Gracie. I told them, yes and they told me to come with them backstage. I was confused about why they were bringing me backstage. When we arrived, we were in front of Matthew's room, and in my stomach, I was feeling sick; I felt like I was going to throw up, but I didn't. One of the crew members knocked on Matthew's door, and he opened the door to greet me. He was friendly, and he told me to come into his room to talk about a thing.]

Matthew's backstage room - 6 PM

Matthew: What's your name?

Gracie: I'm Gracie, and you must be Matthew, the lead singer.

Matthew: Yes, I am. Did you just come for fun?

Gracie: Yes, and I got a free ticket with the best seat.

Matthew: That happens a lot if you come at the right time, but how old are you.

Gracie: I am 18 years old. What about you?

Matthew: Really. I AM A YOUNGER THEN YOU!! I will be turning 18 soon.

Gracie: OMG, REALLY!!

[We spend 2 hours talking about things to get to know each other. All of a sudden, Matthew and I were getting close and kissing each other. Matthew pushed me onto my back and started to make out with me.]

1 hour later

[As Matthew was getting off the couch, he fell off the sofa, leaving me on the couch still.]

Matthew: Ouch.

Gracie: *Worried* Are you alright?

Matthew: Yea, I am fine.

Gracie: Good, I don't want you to get hurt but did we...

Matthew: I fall off this couch a lot, and yes, we did.

[I grabbed my phone to check what time it was.]

Gracie: Oh my god!!!

Matthew: What's wrong?

Gracie: Check your phone.

Matthew: *Checks phone* Oh my god, it's already 9:30 pm.

Gracie: I need to get home!

Matthew: You really should. I will see you around but before you leave, do you want to give each other our numbers?

Gracie: Are supposed to be giving your numbers to people?

Matthew: I am not famous. I just sing in my mom's studio for fun.

Gracie: Wait... Really, also sure.

[Matthew gave me his phone, and it was bigger than mine, which felt weird. I gave him my phone; he kind of hated it.]

Matthew: Is this an iPhone 6?

Gracie: Yes, why?

Matthew: Did you want a new phone?

Gracie: Yes, even my mom, but we don't have enough money to get a new phone or a better house.