She's With The Band

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎

Hey guys...

This chapter is like really dramatic so be prepared lol.

(You're really going to hate Nate in this one)

But anyways enjoy the chapter. And like I said, it's very dramatic lmao

Aubrey's Point of View:

Backstage:

"Hey Nate." I said quietly while knocking on the door to his dressing room.

My heart rate was beginning to speed up which was nothing knew when I'm around him. I feel tense and extra nervous right now. I haven't seen him since yesterday since when we kissed. I still can't believe it even happened, I mean I feel dumb saying this but it was really amazing. So I'm now extra nervous to see him, but I know we're going to run into each other eventually so I'd rather get it over with now.

Also, I have a book that I wanted to give him to read. I think he'd like it a lot, that's if he hasn't already read it.

I opened the door to reveal Nate lounged back against the couch with a blonde girl straddling him.

Oh.

She was wearing Levi jeans, and her tan back was to me. She was on top of Nate, yes she was straddling him. Her beautiful long blonde hair flowed past her denim covered ass which Nate had his hands on. She turned to look at me while still on Nate, and she winked. She actually fucking winked at me. My entire body went tense and I swallowed the lump in my throat, before going to leave. My eyes also went wet which is just really freaking awesome.

"Wait." The blonde said while getting off of Nate who had pulled out a cigarette from his back pocket and rolled his eyes.

His eyes- his beautiful blue eyes were bloodshot as if he had been drinking and was tired. He didn't even look up to look at me which stung so badly. He just focused on lighting his cigarette and rolled his eyes at the gorgeous tall girl who had just gotten off of his lap and was speaking to me.

This feels like an absolute horrible slap in the face.

God I'm so stupid. I went along with his stupid games again, what else should I have expected?

"Oh I'm-" I began, preparing to stammer on and on about how I'm an idiot.

"You're fine. If it was your turn or some shit. I'm leaving anyways." The tall blonde model said with a smile while pulling her shirt back on.

She then walked past me with a smirk and walked out of the room. Her heels making a loud noise while doing so.

I was about to apologize or even just stutter out some stupid sentence before I was cut off by Nate's harsh tone.

"What do you want this time?" Nate asked from where he was sitting on the couch.

I watched in disbelief as he exhaled smoke and turned to the side, not even looking at me. I couldn't even make a noise because I just didn't even know what I should be saying. My entire body felt weak from his tone and my ears were burning to what felt like a crisp. I shook my head and shut my eyes shut, feeling like I was repeatedly being stabbed in the chest.

"Um, I mean we- we uh?" I began with closed eyes before he cut me off again.

"We uh what?" Nate scoffed, mocking my stuttering and cocking an eyebrow. He was now looking at me, and he wasn't smirking. I would rather have him be teasing me or irritating me rather than him being so cold to me right now.