Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 41

Liza pov

I woke up to shallow breaths rolling down my back. My mind was almost numb as my hand mindlessly traced the tattoos across his shoulders.

The complete silence in the room made the ding of a phone echo off of every wall. I was going to move off of him to grab whoever's phone it was when his grip got tighter on my waist. I couldn't tell if he was waking up, or that was just to get me to stop moving due to over-sensitivity as he was still inside of me.

I complied to his silent demands and remained still on his lap. I tried to remain still as long as possible, but the way that my spine was positioned was slowly starting to hurt me. I managed to push my chest out, which straightened my back up, resulting in multiple cracks.

"Fuck that sounded weird." He groaned, lifting his head from my shoulder and rubbing his eyes.

"What?" I laughed as he opened his eyes but immediately squinted them shut again.

"My head was like right against your skin, your bones sounded like a gun shot." He tiredly chuckled, resting his hands on my hips.

"Your mind scares me Jae." I stated, leaning over and grabbing my phone off of the side.

I already wanted to throw my phone back away from me as I saw the amount of Instagram notifications I had. It became apparent very quickly that tiktok room had already gotten ahold of my live video.

Little did I know.

"Oh how excellent." I grumbled under my breath, turning down the brightness and clicking on the Instagram icon.

"Tiktokroom got your video?" He asked, leaning his head back against his crossed arms, faintly showing his ribs against his taunt skin.

"Apparently so."

Little did I fucking know.

Once the app has loaded, I finally clicked onto the account. I started mindlessly scrolling seeing numerous videos of me talking to the camera from my live. Nothing out of the ordinary, just my hashtag and Mads' a few times from where I had mentioned her. One tag that did catch my eye, however, was one of just me and Jaden. I know I talked about him briefly in the live, but I also talked about Landon.

Surely both of them would have been tagged?

It wasn't until my eyes read over the caption that my heart dropped into my stomach. I instantly felt sick.

We see #LizaBoeman and #JadenHossler got a little too cozy in his home last night 👀👀

Already dreading what the video was going to show, I scrolled up so that the full video was in play. Someone recorded us? What the fuck?

I immediately jumped up, reaching around to grab my clothes. I had accidentally startled Jaden in the process, who was near falling asleep again in the quiet.

"Woah. That's a reaction I've never gotten before." He mumbled, reaching over to grab his sweats and boxers, lazily pulling them up to rest loosely on his hips.

"Watch that video." I instructed, pulling my shirt over my head and zipping my jacket all the way up, the over-exposed feeling hitting me quickly.

"What the actual fuck?" He mumbled, reading all the comments under the video that clearly shows me giving him head in his living room.

"Someone was stood right fucking there. They were right there, recording us." I felt dirty.

Knowing that one of the most private parts of my life were now out on the internet for everyone to see when they want made me feel dirty. I wanted to figure out who did it.

"I didn't see anyone at all. Not even before anything happened." He muttered, seemingly to himself.

"Okay. Who hates you so much that they'd want to put a sex tape of yours online? I- I mean it's your house, so the person doing it must have wanted to expose you. If they wanted to expose me, they would've gotten a drone to record outside my bedroom window, or something. Right?" I questioned, trying to piece together somewhat of a story.

"That is a highly likely situation. But another likely situation is that they were waiting for you outside your apartment building and then followed your car in hopes of catching you doing something illegal. Instead they caught you doing me." He mumbled out the last part, but I still heard it well.

"Okay. Well that opens the possibilities up to literally the whole world. A lot of people hate me." I groaned, dropping down onto the couch.

"Hang on."

Before I even got a chance to respond, he walked out the house. I was going to get up and followed him but immediately stopped when I saw him through the window. He was looking around the area to see if he could see any context clues.

He stood back up after seemingly finding nothing, before his eyes widened and quickly bent back down to pick something up. When he stood up straight, the annoyance in my body only grew. In his hand he held a girls extension. From the looks of the length, it extended her hair from her shoulders to her mid riff.

Who do we know with bright blonde hair, and always posts about her extensions?

Mads. Fucking. Lewis.

He stalked his way back into the house and threw the extension down on the table. He dropped onto a the couch just behind him that was a little away from me.

"I know that's Mads'. She used to leave those things lying around here all the time. I literally could have made a whole new wig and a full head of hair with the amount I found." He explained, sounding as pissed off as I was.

"Right so now we know Mads did it, we just need to prove she did it. I mean, we can make an appeal to tiktokroom and ask them to take the video down. Although, that might be a lost cause. We just need to find a way to prove Mads was the one who recorded and sent in the video." I started thinking to myself.

However, all worries seemingly disappeared and were covered by something much worse. As the message lit up my screen, it just showed to me how much I had royally fucked go this time.

New message from Landon.

What did you do?

Fuck.