LAUREN'S POINT OF VIEW
After buying some food for dinner, Trevor and I decided to leave Six Flags. As soon as we reached the parking lot, a mob instantly surrounded us and started to get really close to us and try to touch Trevor and call me worthless and things. Instead of telling all the angry fangirls who were calling me names to stop, he tried to take as many pictures as possible and sign as many things as possible. I would've been proud of him for keeping up with all of these things, if these girls weren't calling me things.
Thankfully, the Six Flags security told the mob to leave and eventually got them all to leave us alone.
"Ready to go now?" Trevor asks smiling down at me. I simply give him a nod.
When we get in the car and start it, Trevor took my hand and squeezes it. I don't squeeze back. And instead of singing along to the radio, I put in headphones and listen to my own music off of Spotify.
"How was Six Flags?" Ricky asks turning around on the couch.
"Good," I answer. I head up to the guest room that Kylie and I shared that first night and scroll through Twitter on my phone.
Minutes later, I hear a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I shout.
Trevor walks in and sits on the edge of my bed.
"Are you okay?" He asks.
"I'm fine," I say not even looking up from my phone.
"No you're not. What happened?"
"I'm fine." I stay more stubbornly, phone still lighting up my face.
"Obviously, there's something wrong. What is it?"
"I'M FINE!" I yell back.
"Must be on her period," I hear Trevor mutter as he exits the bedroom.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" I yell standing up with hand on my hips.
"Oh nothing."
"You think that every time a girl has a change of mood that they're on their period. You all think 'haha girls on their periods that's so funny.' BUT THINK AGAIN. WE HAVE MOOD CHANGES! IT HAPPENS! JUST LET IT BE! OBVIOUSLY YOU AREN'T CONSIDERATE OF OTHER PEOPLE! THAT'S IT! I'M LEAVING!"
Trevor sighs, shakes his head, and walks down the stairs. I go into the room Trevor and I used to share and start to transfer everything back to the guest room.
Minutes later, Kylie peaks around the doorframe. "Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" She asks.
"Yep!" I say cheerfully.
Kylie shakes her head and goes back down the stairs.
As I'm transferring the last of my items, Trevor walks in with a stunned look on his face. "Please don't do this to me Lauren," he says sadly.
"You're being a dick so this is what you deserve," I say, walking into the guest room and slamming the door behind me.
I see my phone light up from the nightstand. I almost push the lock button down when I realize it's a tweet from Trevor. The content of the tweet is a url, so I know he tweeted a picture. I know that I'm mad at him and all, but I can't help looking at the picture. I can't believe my eyes.
Can we get this book to 3k reads? -Applebeees
