❝ you look so pretty, pretty like the wind, every time you touch me i feel adrenaline ❞
ADRENALINE junkie and british pop star, phoebe raynott spends a drunken night with aussie heartthrob, jacob elordi, in an attempt to get over her ex, only to op...
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ADRENALINE — CHAPTER 30 girlfriend
12th december 2023 phoebe's point of view
14 days. 2 weeks.
that's how long i've been back with dylan, but it already feels like i've been back a lifetime, it's not as comfortable as i remember it being.
all the things i had always let slide in the past have come back, and now they all seem to be flags burning red.
i stare at my reflection in the mirror, my legs tucked up as i sit on the black cushioned chair, my stylist behind me chatting about something, i zoned out a few minutes ago.
i'm getting ready to perform at a christmas charity event for meryl streep, i found out last week she's a big fan of my song girlfriend from my debut album.
only a few years ago something like this would've had me ecstatic, but now it feels more like a chore, the only thing i want to be doing currently is snuggling up on my sofa with my dog and a tub of ice cream.
in so many ways i feel like i've lost myself, like the girl i was before is gone.
i guess that's what i liked about jacob, i never felt like i had to pretend to be anything around him, i could just be phoebe.
my chin is resting on my knees as i look into the shiny object.
the girl in the mirrors a stranger.
before my thoughts consume me the door swings open, revealing dylan with two takeout coffees.
"you're a god" i smile softly as i take one from his hand, letting him place a peck on my lips as he takes the chair next to me.
"that's what they all say" he grins widely.
i take a sip from the coffee, the strong taste instantly waking me up, americano with 2 shots of espresso, an order jacob got me into during our road trip.
dylan has noticed my change in coffee order, i've decided not to mention jacob was the one who introduced me to it, he's become a sore spot in our relationship.
i haven't seen him since new york, i've heard his name everywhere though, with the release of priscilla and saltburn he's become gen z's new 'it boy'.
more than anything i wish i could tell him how proud i am of him.
i'm interrupted from my thoughts by dylan's voice, a voice that always calmed me, but now i silently dread to hear.
