World famous

Dont be mad

Abbey's POV

I was really worried. "Babe whats wrong i need to go out" he said into the screen "i need to talk to you and i need your full attention and no one else there" i said letting a tear slip. "Abbey. Kitten are you okay. Please" he said. "Go to your room lock the d-door" i stuttered.

"Okay i'm alone" he said. "You love me no matter what right" i said. He nodded "well-" i got cut off by liam coming in with paul. "I am sorry abbey. We need to go and get your idiot mate harry! Byee" said paul yanking louis away from the screen. "Ssorry babe. T-talk to y-you later" he said getting literally pulled out of the room.

I sat back biting my nails. Holy shit. Oh my god. I feel horrible and i want o be sick. Wait..... Yep. I am going to be sick. I ran to the bathroom and hold my own hair back and vomit up my insides. I sit back and i am breathing heavily. "No no no no no" i mutter to myself. I promised myself i would never cheat. I know what it feels like to be cheated on and i made a pact to myself that i would never do it.

I got up and ran to my room and grabbed a hoodie and reached deep into my back and got out a packet. I walked onto my balcony that is 100% private so no one can see me. I reach for a swag and light it up. I put it between my lips and inhale the intoxicating substance.

I only smoke on very rare occasions or when i am stressed. I smoke about 2 a month 3 tops. I am not addicted and i never will be. When i was 16 i was depressed and i smoked to get the feeling away. Its better than most of the girls i know. They all have 100's of scares from their wrist to their elbow joint. I was thinking 1,000,000 thoughts and they all lead back to louis 1. Abusing me 2. Telling the public or 3. Breaking up with me.

I fell to fetal position and cried. I cant tell him over facetime. I couldnt do it. But if i wait a month to see him again i could go insane. I just cant do guilt. I can never hold it in. I havent even thought about paparazzi or the headlines. "Abbey the slut. Cheats on famous boybander louis tomlinson" i just can not the word 'slut' or 'whore' it makes me cringe inside.

I feel dirty inside. Not outside on the inside. Usually people who cheat dont feel this disgusting. I go into the bathroom and lean over the sink. My head is spinning. I look up at my reflection slowly. I notice 2 bruises or hickys on my neck. "Your a fucking whore abbey. You dont deserve to have anyone you fucking slut!" I i whisper scream to myself.

"Abbey. Its time to go to your show" said one of my body guards. I nodd. Grab a tissue and put it into my pocket. I breathed in and out. "It will be okay" i say to myself.

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When i get to the venue. I am only playing 3 songs today. I get stuffed into my costume which is a black leather shirt and a sparkly shirt. My make up done nicely and i said water proof and played it off as i didnt want it to run from sweat. I am under the stage on one of those platforms that take you up onto the stage.

I lean against the side and start to cry. "Abbey are you okay. We can hold the concert if you wa-" said some guy. "NO! I'll do it. Lets go. NOW!" I snap. I breath in and wipe my tears and put on a fake smile.

I get up and look out at all the people. "Hello sydney. How are you all g-going" i say. They scream. "Good good" i say again. "Well. I am going to sing. Wide awake" i say and they all scream.

(A/NI am going to say that they are her songs okay)

I sung the song and got heaps of applause. I sung. 'I knew you were trouble' and now i am on my last song. "Okay now this song is for anyone that has ever been in love and knows what life feels like" i say and got my acoustic guitar and sat down on the platform on the stage. "This is not like the movies. This song really describes my life at the moment so here it is i.....erm...guess" i said and started strumming.