His Baby (A Kian Lawley/O2l Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

This picture.

This picture is the only thing on my mind right now. That's all I see. It's almost as if someone just taped this picture on a pair of glasses and glued those glasses to my face. That made absolutely no sense.

My phone vibrated, scaring the shit out of me by the way, telling me I had a notification. I got up from sitting on the toilet to check my phone. No I wasn't using the toilet. I was just thinking. Y'all don't sit on toilets to think? But anyway I checked my phone and saw that..

Kian tweeted

My heart started pounding. Why, I really don't know. I shouldn't be getting nervous just because he tweeted. I calmed myself down a bit then unlocked my phone to see what he tweeted.

@'KianLawley
@'jccaylen dude delete this right now

He tweeted Jc back about that picture. I completely understand why he wanted that picture deleted though. It's quite embarrassing and anyone with eyes can tell he had sex.

Just the fact that I'm in bed right next to him scares me. What if people find out who I am? What if people find me and tweet Kian or DM him my Twitter and he sees it? I don't want that to happen.

But just my luck, it happens.

I look in my mentions and only a few people have found me and tweeted kian about it. Thankfully it was only like three or four people. Then again, who knows how many people have DM'd me to him. Just the thought of that made my head hurt. It made me feel sick. You're probably wondering why I'm making such a big deal over this. You would be freaking out if you just found out you had sex with your idol and then he could possibly find your Twitter.

I turned my phone off then went to the bathroom to splash cold water on my face. It calmed me down a little so I dried my face and decided to take a nap. Although it's only 12 almost 1 in the afternoon.

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I woke up to complete darkness besides a little light coming through the curtains. I looked at the clock that read 5:37pm. Did I really sleep for 5 hours? Damn.

I sat up against my headboard and reached over and turned my lamp on. I have a ceiling light but I like lamps. They give off enough light to light up on corner of the room. It makes the room feel warm and cozy when the lighting is dim.

Anyway, I grab my phone and go to unlock it but remembered I turned it off. I turn my phone on and as soon as I do, my phone pretty much has a seizure. My phone has been blown up with notifications on Instagram, Vine, and Tumblr, but mostly on Twitter.

I check with the least notifications and that is on Vine. Nothing really on there, someone just liked and revined all of my posts. Same thing with Tumblr basically, someone just reblogged a bunch of stuff. Instagram was a little scary. A lot of likes on my posts, comments on my recent one, which was a picture of Lauren and I before we left to go to the party. And a shit ton of just people tagging me on Kians pictures.

Okay, I said Instagram was scary. On Twitter, scary is an understatement. I had so many mentions and so many DMs. I've gained I think almost 2.5k followers. I don't understand how they found me so fast. The tweets I got from the fans are basically what I expected.

"You're so ugly!"
"You're SO pretty omg follow me pls!"
"You slept with my husband you whore!"
"You're such a slut ew.."

I ignored all the hate. I'm used to it. I don't care what people think about me. It's my life, it's my choice. I was really scared to check my DMs because I'm afraid Kian messaged me.

It's now or never

I opened them and scrolled through all of the hate to see if Kian has at all. He didn't okay that's good. I didn't even bother reading the DMs from everyone because I already know what they're going to say.

I locked my phone and tossed it aside and got up from bed to get myself some food because I'm hungry. I'm always hungry though. I opened my door and as soon as I set one foot out the door my phone dings, indicating I just got a DM on Twitter. I kind of thought it was a fan hating but my phone only dings when someone I follow DMs me.

I slowly turn around and walk towards my phone that sat screen down on my bed. I picked up my phone and my heart was pounding so hard my chest was hurting. I started to think, it can't be Kian. Why would someone want to talk to the persons you banged when they were drunk? I wouldn't because that would be a little awkward. Who knows, it could be my online friends. Probably Ivey or Emily asking about this whole situation. I just laughed because I can picture their reaction and unlocked my phone and opened up Twitter and to my DMs. My laughter quieted down and my smile faded as I looked at my most recent DM.

Kian Lawley @'KianLawley
umm hi. can we talk?

I just shit a brick..

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