Bonus: vacation prt 2

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⚠️VERY IMPORTANT A/n AT THE END

Vacation Prt2

I wake up to the nonstop pinging of my phone.

Joey isn't next to me.

I pick up my phone.

Cyrus...

I call him, "Hey, what's going on?"

"Did you know Stell and Mar are together? It's everything my workers are talking about today, and I want answers."

I put the phone on speaker and open Twitter. I have over two thousand mentions.

"He cannot be that stupid! Of course I know, I knew since we had the charity event."

Mari set up the pictures we took, making a boomerang, and some people slowed it down and either screenshot or circled the picture where the pair of us kissed. It's literally the corner and kinda blurry. But it's obvious it's them because of the other pictures.

My fans can be ruthless. They all seem to have gotten to the idea that he cheated on me with Stella.

They've watched my public reactions from that year closely.

They really got the video of me and Stell in the hotel lobby when I was still pissed at her.

"Izzy, you didn't tell me?"

"We didn't tell anyone. Mom and dad don't even know."

"This isn't going to go down easily."

He's right, "Cy, I'll get back to you."

"You better."

I go find Joey.

He's dancing in the sitting area.

He takes out his AirPods, and the music plays aloud. He grabs my hands as he belts Te Amo at the top of his lungs.

"Te amo! Desde el primer momento en que te vi! Y hace tiempo te buscaba! Y ya te imaginaba así! Te amo! Aunque no es tan fácil de decir! Y defino lo que siento!

Con estas palabras! Te amo!"

"Okay, okay! I get it!"

"Good morning." He pulls me into a kiss.

"You are in a very good mood." I point out.

"Have I told you that you are beautiful lately?"

I hold onto his face. "Joey, are you under the influence?"

He smiles like a psycho, "of course not! I haven't had a drug since I was 16."

His eyes are strangely dilated. His pulse is through the roof.

"Joey, did you eat something?"

He pouts like a child.

"I'm sorry I ate without you."

He is definitely on something, and I don't know what it is.

"Easterbrook, what did you eat?"

"Uhhhhhhhhh...A sandwich with eggs and cheese. Apple slices. Oh, and a cookie."

We didn't get cookies, "where did you get cookies from?"

"The man who's been on the beach since we arrived in here."

"How many did you eat?"

"O-"

"Joey, do not lie to me. I know you didn't eat just one."

He avoids my eyes. "Seven." He whispers.

I'm doomed.

I take his hand and walk to Mari and Stella.

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