Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 18

Liza pov

I groaned as my alarm blared in my ear. Today was supposed to be my day off, but now I have to go in to the studio. Fuck you Jaden.

I rolled out of the bed and quickly turned the alarm off, not wanting that sound to be blaring anymore. I rapidly made my way to the bathroom so I could shower and brush my teeth. I decided to actually wear proper clothes today that consisted of an old shirt I stole from Landon and a pair of high rise jeans.

"Liza, why are you rushing around? It's literally nine in the morning." Finn groaned as they left their room, obviously having been woken up by the amount of noise I was making.

"I'm sorry Finn. I've gotta go into the studio for a couple of hours. Something went wrong with the recordings yesterday and Jaden really needs this song out soon. I won't be gone long and I'll be back as soon as I can so we can hang out like I promised." I explained as I put on a pair of boots.

"Liza. Stop panicking. It's fine. Go and do your work and I'll be fine here for a couple of hours. Stop worrying about me." They laughed as I almost fell, hopping around on one foot.

"Are you sure?" I questioned, halting my movements.

"Yes Lizzie. Go and have fun recording. But if you ever wake me up this early again, I sweat to god I'm hanging you." They threatened.

"I knew there was a reason I loved you. Okay, I'll see you later." I cheered as I kissed their cheek and ran out the door.

I made my way down the stairs and into the parking lot of the apartment. I got in my car drove off. I contemplated going straight to the studio, but knew I couldn't do that without at least grabbing something to drink and eat first.

"Hi, can I get a double shot of espresso and a fruit pot please?" I asked the lady at the counter.

"Of course darling, your total is $6.75. Is there anything else I can get for you?" She asked as she punched it in.

"Uhm, actually can you change that to a caramel frappe and a fruit pot please. With a double shot of espresso in the frappe." I asked as she smiled.

"Of course I can. Your new total is now $8.75." She smiled, changing the order.

"Thank you." I swiped my card through the reader and walked off to the side to wait for my order to be ready.

"You." Someone shouted, breaking me from my own little bubble and attracting the attention of everyone in the coffee shop.

"Me?" I questioned as I looked up to see none other than Mads Lewis storming towards me with a raging look on her face.

"Yeah you. You have ruined everything for me." She screamed as she got closer.

I raised an eyebrow at her, completely unamused. Why can't this bitch just stay on her leash? I looked around and noticed how a few people inside were recording and there were paparazzi outside. I internally groaned as I realised that before the day was over, I will be on some form of tea page for doing jack shit.

"Okay Mads, what have I done to you that is so bad?" I asked, not really bothered with what she had to say.

"You're such a slut. If you didn't sleep with Jaden, I would still have a boyfriend right now. But no. You had to make him go and cheat on me." She screamed as she pushed her finger into my chest.

"Okay, first off. Don't fucking touch me." I started, moving her finger away from me. "And second off, I didn't sleep with Jaden. The only guy I have slept with this week was some random guy I met at a party. If you two have broken up, that's not on me Mads. Have a nice day." I rolled my eyes as I grabbed my order and went to leave.

"Do you really think he's gonna want you when he realises you're a foster kid?" She laughed bitterly, stopping me in my tracks.

"The fuck did you just say to me?" I asked, turning around.

"Yeah. I know all about your life. You and that little they/them freak of a brother you have. Both of you. Brought up in foster care. Never staying in one area, always hopping from house to house. All because mommy and daddy didn't want you." She let out a high pitch laugh as I felt my anger bubble inside. There are cameras everywhere, you can't touch her.

"You don't know what the fuck you are talking about Mads. Don't spit out false information. And don't you dare talk about Finn or any of my family like that again. Your problem is with me, no one fucking else. Do you understand me?" I shouted at her.

"Is the little foster baby going to go and cry because she doesn't have a mommy? What a shame." She fake pouted.

I felt my fist ball up. You're better than this.

"Fuck you." Is all I said before I walked out, ignoring all the paps.

I got in my car and drove off to the studio. My mind was racing a million miles an hour.

Who does she think she is? Talking about my past like she knew me.

I was starting to worry. I've kept mine and Finns past under lock and key for so long. No one was ever supposed to know about that. From as far as people knew we were just two siblings that were taught life the hard way. Brought up in a tough way. It couldn't be any farther from the truth even if I tried, but it kept us safe. If people found out, I don't know how I'd be able to handle.

I guess we're gonna find out soon.

There were so many questions that were running through my head as I pulled up to the studio. I needed answered and I needed them quick. The main question in the front of my mind being:

How did Mads find out?