𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐳. ʷᶦˡˡᵒʷ ˢᵐᶦᵗʰ

09

a/n: this book still exists?

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willow's leg bounced anxiously as she looked out the car window.

today she had an interview, but she wasn't thinking about that. zoe hadn't texted her in three whole days! it was safe to say willow was freaking out.

"willow, are you okay?" her manager asked with a concerned tone. "you seem... off."

willow shook her head dismissively and put on a fake smile.

"yeah. i'm-i'm fine." she said, lying straight through her teeth.

"okay then..."

they made it to the building and got settled.

"3...2...1... and go!"

"so, welcome willow!" the interviewer said.

willow smiled. "thank you for having me!"

~time skippppp~

"last couple questions for you, willow."

willow nodded.

"you and zoe bridges, eh?"

just hearing zoe's name gave willow a pang of sadness in her heart.

"um..." willow chuckles uncomfortably. "she's-shes my best friend. i-i love her."

"you sure there's nothing else going on?" the interviewer half joked, chuckling a little.

willow felt another pang of sadness.

"um... yeah, we- i-" the memories of that night came flooding back to willow. she couldn't hold it in anymore and tears started to flow.

"i'm sorry," willow wiped away her tears aggressively. "excuse me!"

she ran to the nearest bathroom, quickly shutting and locking the door behind her. she tried as hard as she could to stop her crying, but the tears just kept coming.

"willow?" she heard her assistants voice say along with three knocks at the door. "willow it's me. are you okay in there?"

"um," willow stammered. "yeah- i-i'm fine."

"you sure?"

"no." she admitted. "can i just go home, please?"

"willow, lis-"

"please?" willow begged.

"fine."

willow slammed the front door shut and walked as fast as she could to the stairs.

"you're home early." willow heard jaden mumble from the living room.

she ignored him and walked straight upstairs, into her room.

she quickly got her phone out, tapped the contact and put her phone to her ear.

calling 'zoe<3'...