𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐄 • 𝐭.𝐛𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡

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"Tom!" Chris yells at me when I get to the hotel lobby.

"Shut up!" I hiss back, conscious of the amount of people here. I know what he wants to talk about.

He glares at me, gripping my arm and dragging me to the lift. Once in and going up, he speaks again.

"Tom, what is happening?"

"It wasn't my fault, I swear-"

"You asshole!"

"It wasn't my fault!"

"How so? You've got this big reputation of having loads of girls at once but I thought you'd sort out your shit for Priscilla!"

"I have!" I protest.

The two of us shut our mouths when the doors open and silently walk through the hall. He urges me to his room and shuts the door.

"She's freaking out."

I groan. "She's seen it then?"

"Millions of people have seen it!" Chris scoffs.

This is bad.

Priscilla is naturally a sweet, sensitive person and I know that she has struggles with the idea of us because of my reputation, but this? She's got to be losing it.

"Is she okay?" I mutter out, sitting down on his couch.

"No! She's freaking out- for god's sake, listen! For once! You're so fucking stupid!" He suddenly yells, taking me by surprise. Chris was usually so positive and jokey. This? "That girl loves you - for some reason I don't understand - and you've gone back to kissing and probably fucking other girls!?"

He opens his mouth to speak again but I stop him.

"It wasn't my fault."

"You always say that! You're-"

"They wanted to arrange a PR relationship for me and I said no but they made me meet the girl anyway. When I got up to leave she was all annoyed and she kissed me. Okay? It wasn't my fault."

I huff before muttering. "I couldn't do that to her."

Chris' breathing is a little heavier due to his outburst but he quietens down. I look at him, my expression softening as I mention being unable to hurt my Priscilla and a look of realisation comes over him.

"Oh..." He breathes out. "Man, I didn't know you were-"

"I don't care. Where is she?"

"Malia and Theo took her out but came back without her. She was panicking and stuff."

She's never been used. And now she thinks she has been - because of me. I did that.

Anger flares through me. "Why'd they leave her alone?!"

"I don't know! I'll talk to them."

"Fine, good. I'm going out."

"Tom, you're not gonna find her on your own. I'll go talk to Mal and Theo and figure out where she could be. It's Priscilla! She wouldn't have gone far."

I let out a strangled, overwhelmed breath but nod, running a hand through my hair. "Yes, okay. Yeah."

As soon as Chris is out the door, so am I.

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priscilla

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leah✨
01:30

me
where are you

leah✨
Home babe
CAROLINAAA ugh that song is so good!

me
please dont remind me

leah✨
What's up?
You don't like being the hot famous guys photographer?

me
im coming home

leah✨
??
You're in england rn

me
i dont care i need to come home

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"What the hell is happening?" My big sister asks, embracing me the minute I step into the house.

I finally start to really cry.

I can hear my mom and dad calling, asking who's here, followed by dad's gasp when he sees me.

I feel his eyes on me and Leah's shrug, meaning he probably looked at her and silently asked what the fuck was going on.

I don't even know. I don't really remember how I got to my childhood room. I was too busy thinking and crying about the man I loved.

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