Lost And Found (Editing)

1. *Club Night*

*£• Hey I just wanted to start something different so YASS!!... and Rita Ora won't be her age, I want her to be a little younger so she'll be
Like 21.•£*
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I whined as Chris dragged me out to his car.

"Chris I don't wanna go to no club!" I whined.

"Please, it'll be fun." He begged.

I gave him a stale face before rolling my eyes at him.

"Please Rita, I wanna spend more time with you."

"Well when you put it like that then... NO!" I spat.

"Rita."

"No... no... no!"

He grabbed me and opened the door with his free hand and tried to push me in.I put up a fight but I could tell he wasn't going for it. It took him about ten minutes to get me in the car.

"Finally got yo ass in here!" He said as he got in the driver seat.
He looked at me and then started the car.

I rolled my eyes and turned on the radio when Kissing On My Tattoos came on. I turned it up and started to dance to it as Chris turned it off playing one of his songs.

"Chris! I was listening to that!"

He ignored me probably made, but I honestly didn't care.

"Chris I was listening to that so turn it back on!"

He ignored me again and rolled his eyes. I wasn't even in the mood to start with him so I turned August's song back on.

Chris stopped at a red light and turned it off.

"Chris!"

"I don't wanna listen to him!" He semi yelled.

"Chris what chu mean you don't wanna listen to him!?"

He ignored me and started driving.I huffed.

"Chris ion even got time for this-"

"Well you know what! I got time!"

I looked at him confused.

"Rita I know you slept with him, it was all on TMZ! So why fucking hide it!"

I looked at him and back out the window and then back at him.

"Chris I never slept with August! Why do you keep accusing me of cheating? You know I barely even talk to him!"

"So why is there a video of y'all?!"

"Chris don't even go there with me! I told you that I didn't and that's not even me! And plus you can barely see the face!"

"It don't even matter any more! Your just a groupie anyways!"

I clenched my fists.

"So imma groupie now?!"

"..."

"Chris!"

He sighed as he parked the car. I got out and walked towards the entrance when Chris pulled me by my arm.

"Look let's not fight at the club ion want people-"

"Man fuck you!! I had enough of yo shit and I'm tired of people judging me and calling me a fucking whore! I'm just done! And I'm done with chu!"

He looked at me and let go of my arm. He walked back over to the car and drove off.

"Worst four months of my life!" I mumbled.