The Photographer

Chapter 15

*Toris POV*

I got in my car and literally zoomed away. I then realized something and instantly pulled over.

I just froze gripping the steering wheel.

Why the hell is Nate back.

I just cant. I cant.

My phone started ringing and I groaned because I just remembered me and the guys and mahogany had a shoot today. Ugh at least it's a night shoot.

My phone read: CALL FROM: NASHYYY😛💞

I meantally laughed at his contact because he made it himself. I couldn't laugh out loud because I was still shocked at the fact Nate was back.

"H-h-hey" I chocked.

"Hey uh Tori are you alright?"

"Y-yea I'm fine" I lied.

"Tor... Nate talked to Arianna..." he said hesitatingly. no. no. no. no.

"Nash... I don't really want to hear about him. please just tell him to fuck off and run away."

Nash laughed at my words.

"Alright. uh we know he did something bad to you an-" he started but I cut him off. I'm praying arianna didn't tell them.

"WHAT DO YOU GUYS KNOW???" I asked with wide eyes.

"H-he cheated on you didn't he?" Nash asked trying to be sensitive. A wave of relief washed over me. they don't know.

"Uh y-yea..." I said.

"Alright uhm I was just calling to ask you if we are still doing that night shoot? I mean if you don't want to its fine I don-"

"Yea ill meet you guys at downtown at 8:00." i said.

"Alright sounds good thank you tori" nash said.

"Oh yea no problem" I said and hung up.

I put my head on my hands that where on the steering wheel.

Ugh why is my life so messed up. it used to be boring. I guess i got my wish to have an exciting life... weeee.

I drove all the way home.

I took the elevator and walked into my apartment room.

I checked the time.

12:05 PM.

I guess I have some hours to kill.

I grabbed some sweats and a T shirt and took a shower.

I closed my eyes when the hot water hit my back. it relaxed me.

I got out after a while and changed into my clothes.

I braided my hair so I wouldn't have to do it later.

I laid on my bed just thinking. I realized I should probably get my mind off things.

I started to play songs from one of my favourite artists.

Kalin and myles.

Yes, I know they aren't that famous and shit but I love there music.

I plugged my iPhone into my speakers and started to sing, rap, and dance along to them.

But of corse... everything I lisen to HAS to have a beat drop. it's literally essential to music for me.

So I kinda might of remixed They're music myself oops.

The music played as I danced over to the kitchen. I pulled out one of my drawers to get a knife for a sandwich, but then something caught my eye.

It was a picture. of me. and. Nate.

I picked up my remote and paused the music.

The picture was before he did what he did. it was when we first met in high school. we where on the football field, just sitting across from eachother, with our fingers intertwined.

Oh god Nate was such a jock. I thought to myself.

Then memories started flashing in my head.

I because hot and angry.

I tore the picture into shreads.

When it was torn, I tore it even more.

I stepped on it and just went to my bed again.

I lost my appetite.

Heyy guyzzzzz comment what you think Nate did...😈
ILYY💘

-BE THAT NASHTY POOBEAR