Internet Love 3 || Bradley Will Simpson [edited]

Chapter 3 [edited]

Canciones de amor - Julieta Venegas

Nathan

Rose left the tent and obviously she wanted to cry in privacy.

" Look, what you have done, you bitch!? Was that what you have wanted ?! Well, congrats ! " Ellie shouted at her angrily. Then she grabbed her bag and took out her mobile. Someone was calling her and Ellie went out of the tent.

" If I were you, I would better grab my stuff and fuck off. " Maya hissed at Laura angrily.

Laura rolled her eyes and after having grabbed her bag , she went. Finally.

" Did you do that on purpose?! " I asked Brad angrily.

" No?! Why should I ?! " Brad said.

" Hmm maybe, because you have still feelings for her?!"

" Aha. I and feelings for Rose. Exactly. "

" Then why have you kept starring at her all the time and didn't defend her from your stupid 'girlfriend' ?! " 

" Maybe I starred at her, because I haven't seen her for more than three fucking years?! To be honest, I only brought Laura with me, because I hadn't a date to go here. "

I looked at Brad. His smell of alcohol reached me that I wrinkled my nose.

" I hope you treat Rose well. " Brad suddenly changed the subject of conversation.

" Of course I do! What question is that?! " I barked at him angrily.

" Because I've got a notion that she isn't that happy with ya and I think she deserves someone better. "

" I will never understand how Rose could have dated and loved you. Of course she deserves someone better than you. " I glared at him and got up to go away from the table to look for Rose.

I was about to leave the tent behind me when suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. Connor.

Ellie

I went out of the tent and answered the call.

" Hello? "

" Ellie ?"

" Mr. Johnson ! I'm sorry, but I didn't recognize your voice because you didn't call from your mobile, so I thought you might be stranger. " I chuckled.

" Nooo! Hahaha! Is Rose with you? I've tried to call her, but she didn't answer her mobile. "

" Yes she's with me. But tell me, Mr. Johnson, why have you called me? You know that I'm on holidays and that I'm at the wedding of my friend. " I asked him curiously.

" Two of our journalists aren't able to go to the Oscars in LA and I need that you and Rose fly this evening to LA and stay there for a week. "