*Jonny pov*
Chris Martin is coming to my house.... OH MY GOD the one and only Chris Martin is coming to my house! I don't even have anything to wear!
With my heart racing I open my front door, into an explosion of garbage. This place is a mess! I can't let Chris think i'm a pig! so I rush around the house and clean even the darkest crevices of living room preparing for Friday. It has to be perfect.
*Chris' pov*
Friday was only a day way and this day was flying by so fast. I am starting to reconsider the whole thing. because of my nervousness.
But I couldn't back out this time I need to tell him the truth.I sit up debating myself on what to wear and what to say I had to find the right words to say to him. Then I fall a sleep dreaming of me jonny and the osaka sun.