Shailene Point of View
I don't know why, but this always happens to me. I don't know if I have some invisible repellant that always puts me in second place, but I'm always a backup or a rebound. I'm never anybodys first choice. Ever.
To be honest I've gotten used to it at this point. I keep telling myself that it doesn't bother me, but I'm lying. Of course it bothers me. How could it not?
I'm never the one.
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Today is the day I fly to London. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. I'm excited because I love London. The city, the buildings, most of the people. But I'm nervous because he's gonna be there. Theo James.
These past few days have been tough. I cried. A lot. A. Whole. Damn. Lot.
I hate him for what he's done to me.
But I can't hate him, because deep down I love him. And I hate him for making me love him.
The test was negative. I'm not pregnant. I'm so relieved because a baby would have messed everything up. But the smaller part of me is heartbroken. Despite my age, the idea of having a little piece of Theo with me forever made me happy. Ah well, no point compalining about something you never had.
It's been 2 weeks since I saw Theo at the livestream. I'm dating now. His name is Adam. He's handsome and cool but not exactly who I want to be with. However, I'm never going to be with the one who I want. He's moved on with Ruth, and so should I.
Nobody said I have to be with Adam forever. We're just having fun right now.
I'm packing right now. I hear the taxi cab horn honk downstairs and it's time to go.
"Hurry up Lene," Adam groans. He's not a very patient man. He's not the kindest soul either. A bit of a dick actually, but I need to show Theo that I can move on too. I'm not gonna ;let him tear me down.
"One sec!" I run around the hotel room checking that I haven't left anything. I havent't.
"Okay lets go!" I say. We each grab a few suitcases and get into the elevator. We walk outside and we're bombarded by fans. They ask to take a few photos so I do. Adam sighs loudly and stomps off to the taxi. He's mad now. Thats no a good sign.
The ride to the airport consists of Adam rambling on about how much he hates all the fans and paparazzi. I want to say something but I decide against it. We thankfully make it through check in and security without being bothered by anyone.
I think that it might be a good day until we step onto the plane and I see him there. Theo.
Fuck!!
Just a short little one today. Xxx
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Ruthless
Roman d'amourIt was obvious to everyone that Theo James wasn't the same during the insurgent press tour in comparison to the one the year previous. He seems sad and more tired, but why? Because he's in love. And love is never easy.
