Actress To Youtuber

No No Daycare

I woke up during the night to another nightmare. Noticing I was wearing my pjamas and had completely forgotten where I was, I began to panic. The room was dark, only shadowed objects guided me to the door. I finally realised where I was when opening the door to the hallway. Suddenly, the light turned on as I walked closer. I was now outside Juicy's door, waiting to see who was coming upstairs. They turned the corner only to jump, as I did.
"Maiya!" Juicy whispered, wandering over, "you frightened the life out of me! Are you okay?"
His hand rested on my side as he looked at me closer.
"Have you been crying?" he frowned. I always wake up crying after having nightmares.
"I-it's nothing." I muttered, turning to go back to my room. Juicy grabbed my arm, however, before I could.
"Where are you going?" he smiled, turning me back around.
"I'm going to bed." I sighed, rubbing the tears from my eyes.
"You are not going to bed after I've just seen you crying!" Juicy told me, sternly.
"I'm fine." I smiled, but he refused to let me go.
"Go in there, I'll be up in a minute." He told me, gesturing to his room. I nodded and did so. I grabbed my phone from my handbag which rested at the doorway of my room before entering Juicy's. It was six in the morning and I know we had left around midnight. Sitting on Juicy's bed, I scrolled through my phone, dropping it when checking Instagram.
"What's wrong?!" Juicy gasped, placing something on his desk before quickly picking up my phone. He looked down before giving it to me and quickly realized what it was.
"Not again." He sighed, reading what someone had put. It was talking about Juicy and I last night in the club. Above the paragraph were three videos: two  of Juicy and I singing alone and a video of Juicy and I telling that guy at the bar that we were dating so he'd leave us alone. Juicy groaned as he turned my phone off, placing it on his desk and bringing over a cup of tea.
"Ignore that for now, let's get some more sleep." He smiled, handing me the cup, "I don't really drink tea but your English so I assumed you do."
I laughed "I drink a lot of tea." Before tasting it. It was delicious!
"It's great!" I exclaimed, taking another sip.
"So, why were you crying?" He asked sternly as he climbed over to the far side of the bed, patting the space beside him. I was sat next to the bed stand in order for me to put down the tea when I needed to. Due to my fatigue, I rested my head on Juicy's shoulder and told him why.
"It's stupid, I know-" I laughed, before Juicy turned to face me.
"It's not. You can't help it." He frowned, "you're staying in my bed tonight and if you have another one I'll be able to tell, I'm a light sleeper, I wake up to the smallest noise."
"I never really go back to sleep." I sighed, "they just get worse if I do."
"That's why I'm here." Juicy told me sternly, "you need to sleep."
"I'll try." I smiled, resting the now empty cup on the bedside before cuddling into Juicy's arm.
"Who put me in my pjs?" I frowned, Juicy laughed.
"Don't worry." He smiled, "it wasn't me. I saw you had fell asleep so I called Macey and asked her to get Narrator to quickly drop her off here. I figured you'd rather her than me. I carried you in, she wasn't really drunk so she was able to quietly do it then left. Narrator said he was taking Lleu to his hotel in order to keep an eye on him since he knew I would take care of you."
"So they were alone in a hotel room." I winked, Juicy laughing.
"Eddie said the same thing about you and I together." I blushed, though Juicy thankfully couldn't see as it was dark. Finally, I cuddled into Juicy. My head rested on his chest as his arm wrapped around my shoulders. My free arm rested across his body as my other was kept in place between Juicy and I's bodies. His other hand caressed mine as we both drifted to sleep. Thankfully, I did not have another nightmare, which I am assuming is due to Juicy by my side.

I woke up around 8:30 having had a pretty good sleep, however Juicy was not in bed. I shot out of bed, worrying, only to find him in the kitchen downstairs.
"Morning!" he smiled before putting some bacon in the frying pan.
"You're in a good mood." I smiled, sitting on the couch.
"I've sorted that Instagram post out." He smiled, bringing me over a bacon sandwich and a cup of tea before sitting by my side with his own.
"I just told people the truth. We did it so that weird guy would leave you alone. But," he frowned, "I may have found something out."
"What?"
"Scarlett was the one who took the video. Everyone had reposted it from her account. She started the rumour."
"Why would she do that?" I sighed, Juicy shook his head.
"I don't know."