Maggie
Its been two weeks since that rumor went flying all over London (or should I say all over the world because I am jokingly involved with a popstar) and that last two weeks of my life was one of the hardest one I ever had.
People around me keep on asking again and again if that Niall is my boyfriend and I keep on telling them all over again that we're not. Then they'll keep on thinking that I'm just denying it because media will go after me.
Seriously? Niall is not my boyfriend but for the last two weeks, media and paps were already into me.
They even found out my recent break up with Joey and made a story out of it. They said that I broke up with him because of Niall, and now some people from social media (whom I never really know and they hardly know me) are giving hate comments about me. Slut. Flirt. Whore. Social Climber. Crap, is this really how the showbiz thing works huh?
I was also not allowed to go to work on those days because papparazis are waiting for me at work and my boss don't want them to be involved here so yeah, I was adviced to stay home until the issue lies down.
Thank God after how many days that thing is over and I can go out now. I really missed the air and the streets and the traffic and everything. Finally I can walk around the city with no one's watching over me.
The day's work is done and I want to spend more time outside so I decided to do some strolling.
It's Friday afternoon and the temperature is dropping. My scarf and coat is not enough to keep me warm so I decided to go for a coffee and a coffee shop is just around the corner. Great, I'm feeling tired too.
As I enter the store, the first thing that welcomes me is the smell of granola and it never felt so good like this before. Gosh, I missed even the odor of coffee, look how two weeks of isolation can make me crazy.
"Uhm, a latte please. Grande." I said to the girl behind the counter.
She punches at the screen in front of her then ask "What's your name ma'am?"
"Maggie." I said then I smiled.
As I say it, her eyes widened. She seems to be shocked, her jaw drops a bit then can't speak for about a second.
Is this has something to do with that Niall Horan thing again? Did she recognized me? Oh my goodness.
I find her reaction irritating but I don't want to be rude so I just asked. "Uhm, excuse me miss, is there anything wrong with my face, is it dirty or what? You seemed to be striken." I laughed a bit to make it seem like I'm joking.
"Oh, I'm sorry ma'am," she shakes her head. "Yeah, uhm, Mary?" she asks as she grab the pen again.
"Maggie."
"Yeah, right, miss Maggie." she said then wrote my name on the cup. She's shaking. "Just wait for your order right here ma'am, it won't be that long---"
"Maggie!"
Someone behind me just said my name out loud like an excited kid that saw his playmate and it made me jump and turn around.
Oh no, not now please, not today, not ever. My rumored boyfriend is here standing in front of me. Great.
I need to act cool and pretend that I don't know him. I know somebody's watching us here and I don't want another wave of crazy paps and rumors again.
"Oh, yeah, it's me, Maggie, what can I do for you?" act normal, Maggie. Act. Normal.
"Hey, it's me." He said then pokes my arm.
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