Maejor:
where u at
Justin's POV
I stared at my phone in confusion, surprised that he had reached out after our argument.
Justin:
NY
why
Maejor:
u knew charlotte has been meeting with scooter?
Justin:
had no idea
haven't talked to her since the accident
what are they meeting about?
Maejor:
scoot still trynna sign her
apparently she's thinking about it
some articles are running around
i don't think you're wife will be happy about it
Charlotte wouldn't sign with Scooter.
Knowing her, and especially after I ran to her and made her feel uncomfortable, she wouldn't want to risk being seeing with me.
Maybe I should ask her about it.
Yes, it's an excuse to talk to her, and fuck it, I will.
Justin:
hey!
heard some rumors flying around about you signing with scooter
I hit send and stared at my screen while i bounced my leg up and down.
My heart began to pump faster as I waited to see if she'd reply, feeling like a stupid teenager when texting their crush.
I never even felt like this when we first started talking, I used to be confident because I knew she was my fan, it wasn't until later that i grew nerves for her.
My phone vibrated and I quickly looked at the screen, expecting her name. Instead, Scooter texted me.
"What is this." I mumbled to myself as I opened his message, it was a very long pdf file and it was still loading.
Then he sent me another message.
Scooter:
did you know she was doing this?
I just got it from Hailey's attorney.
"What?" I whispered.
The document finally loaded and it opened to show what seemed to be divorce papers.
I stood up from my seat and began reading over them. We didn't agree on a prenup before getting married, but she wasn't asking for anything of mine anyways, not from the few pages I looked through.
"What the fuck." I said to myself as I began to take it in. She really filed for divorce?
I was a little shocked, and... well, sad.
I had no idea who to call right now, Maejor was angry at me, even if he reached out today, and he'd only say something about how I shouldn't had married her in the first place.
"You ready to go out?" Nick said as he sneaked his head inside my dressing room. "Why you hiding in here?" He laughed.
I let out a deep breath and decided to confide in him. He's trustworthy, he's been in my team since I was sixteen, and it's been a long journey.
Before I spoke, my phone went off.
Charlotte:
hi!
they're just rumors, don't worry about it!
