*Emily's POV*
It's a normal afternoon. Well except the fact I am grounded in my room. At least, I've got my phone! If I didn't, I would literally die of boredom.
A knock on my door interrupts what I am doing. I glance up at the door until my father gets in with a sympathetic look. I mentally roll my eyes,because I know what he is going to talk about. Jenna
"Hey sweety" he smiles and sits besides me on the bed. I glance back at my phone, to show I'm not in mood to talk
"Hey dad" I muttered and I can feel his eyes on me.
"What was all that about? Why did you hit Jenna?" he asked quietly. Luckily, my father is always calm when it comes to conversations like this. I roll my eyes at the question and I decide to give a final answer.
"Because she is being a bitch to me all the time and she deserved that" I stare at him with an annoyed look.
"That's not what she said" he answers calmly
"Huh?"
"She said that you were flirting with her new boyfriend and you hit her because you wanted to claim him" he says making my blood boil in anger. I gasp loudly and my anger grows big.
"She's such a liar! She doesn-"
"I'd be glad if you went in her room and apologized" he cuts me off with a dead serious look. I try my best not to growl.
"You really want me to apologize?" I ask annoyed and he nods.
"Okay" I say, standing up. I quickly open the door and run towards her room. The door flies open as I push it harshly. Her head turns to my direction with a curious look.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for interrupting your flirt with Martin. I'm sorry for punching you in the nose after trying to make me feel like shit. I'm sorry for trying to be friendly when all you do is be a bitch to me 99% of time. Just don't try to fucking annoy me again because you'll need to go to hospital again" I yell at her, loud enough for my dad to hear. Finally, I am satisfied for behaving bad, just like how she deserves it. By the way, she looks guilty looking down but I don't care. Then she smirks at me.
"Martin and I are dating"
My eyes widen and I try to hide my shock. I can feel tears coming up again. My eyes sting in pain as it's the 100th time I am about to cry today. But no. I'm not going to be so weak.
"I don't give a shit" I lie. "Just behave well" I demand. All she does is laugh sarcastically,still smirking
"Well I can see jealousy on your ugly face. Hope you can realise that Martin doesn't want you. See ya later" she says and motions me to leave with her hand. My eyes narrow. Anger, jealousy and pain are mixed inside me. I ball my fists and clench my jaw. Martin? Martin with her? He deserves so much better. I leave slowly from her room,ignoring the thoughts and walk into mine,where my dad has his face onto his palms but he stared at me blankly when I came in
"I did my best" I give him an innocent look. He sighs and shakes his head in disappointment.
"I really think you're more than that, Emily Rachel" I frown at his words as he leaves the room
Without a second thought, I open my laptop and get in YouTube. Music always make me feel better,no matter what. I click on the white search bar. I type 'Virus - Martin Garrix' and pick the first one. I also turn up the volume as much as it is possible and I feel more relaxed as the beat drops. Suddenly,the door shoots open and Jenna comes in, crossing her hands
"Turn it down" she shouts and I shake my head
"I want to sleep!" she says annoyed and I grin to make her more pissed off. Before I know, she grabs my laptop and closes it harshly. She gives me a sarcastic smile and I really want to punch her again
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