How Deep Is Your Love? (A Tayvin Love Story)

Chapter 2: Meet Calvin Harris

-Calvin-

I hear the crowd roar as I finish up the last song in the club. I remove my headphones, raise my arms, and bow.

"Thank you!" I replied repetitively.

I then handed the headphones over to the next DJ as my shift ended. I left the club only to be disturbed by an unpleasant surprise: paparazzi.

God, I thought to myself, not this again!

The questions began to swirl, such as:

"Where will you be performing next?"

"What song will you be releasing next?"

And the final question that really hurt me was:

"What are your views on love after you and Rita Ora split?"

I stood there, numb. The one thought that rushed through my mind was:

Why did she cheat on me? I loved her and she had the NERVE to do that to me. God do I hate her!!!!!!!!!

I felt tears swelling up in my eyes. I didn't want the paps to see me cry so I rushed into my limo and quickly shut the door and rolled the windows up. I told the driver:

"Take me to my apartment. NOW!!!!!!!!!!"

He nodded and drove off, leaving the paps behind.

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I arrived at my apartment and quickly rushed inside, heading to my bedroom. I flopped on my bed and checked my inbox on my home phone.

No messages.

I sadly sighed, hoping that someone would call me. Then all of a sudden, my phone rang.

It was Ellie Goulding, my close friend.

I quickly answered.

"Hi, Ellie."

"Hey, Calvin. What's up?"

"The paps. That's what's up!"

I hear her say "EW!" in disgust.

"Not good."

"You're telling me."

"Anyways, I was speaking to a close friend of mine."

"Is it a girl?" I spoke, sighing.

"Yes.", she giddily spoke.

"Ugh.", I spoke in disgust. "Ellie. I told you once and I'm telling you this again: I am NOT interested in love ever since............"