Love and Consequences.

Chapter 7

I woke up to a vile noise, coming from the bathroom. I figured it was Justin, because he was no longer laying next to me. 

I hopped out of bed, and made my way into the bathroom, where Justin’s head had disappeared into the toilet. 

I rushed to his side, and began patting his back lightly. 

He lifted his head up, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. 

“This is the last time I ever drink” he managed to fake a smile, although I knew he felt disgusting. 

“It’s alright” I comforted him as his disappeared into the toilet bowl again. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll never put you through this again” he looked at me. He looked very pale, and tired. 

“Hey now,” I told him, “It’s fine. One day you’ll have to be there like this for me.” 

He smiled a real smile, and I sat next to him for an hour, rubbing his back for support. 

“I have to come see you and Justin. I miss you so much!” Imogen insisted, on the phone. 

“Justin’s a bit run down at the moment,” I told her, peeping into the bedroom, where Justin was sleeping. 

“What about tomorrow?” Imogen asked eagerly. I could almost picture her, pacing her bedroom with anxiety. 

“Fine,” I laughed. 

Imogen and me, had been best friends since primary school. We were like sisters, and I could trust her with everything. She had been through most of my problems, and she was always there for boy troubles, family troubles and school. I hadn’t seen her in a few weeks, so I was excited to see her again. 

Imogen was always the prettier one, she was always the one to get boys. 

This probably related to why Justin meant so much to me. He was the only boy who actually cared about me. My previous boyfriends, only went out for me, to look ‘Cool’ and none of them took care of me or loved me like Justin did. 

“Awesome, see you tomorrow!” She said excitedly and hung up the phone before I could say anything. 

I put the phone down, and laid down next to Justin. 

He opened his eyes slightly and smiled. I played with his hair for a while.

“I’m going to go get you some tablets, for your headache.” I said kissing him on the forehead. 

I went to jump up off the bed but he grabbed my hand. I turned around quite fast, and he sat up to face me. 

“Thank you” he croaked, and then kissed me on the cheek. 

I smiled, and leaped off the bed, and downstairs, towards the front door. 

I don’t think many people new we were together, I mean there was the odd couple of photos, but Justin and I didn’t announce that we were officially together. We just acted like friends around public places. But when we were together, it was as if nothing or no one else existed. I loved how affectionate he was and protective. I loved him more than anything in the world. 

I parked at the chemist, and quickly dashed inside. It smelled strongly of lavender, and the feeling was very warm and pleasant. 

I walked up to the front desk, and waited patiently for the attendant to serve me, although I wanted to get back home. 

“Hello, what can I..” she stopped, and her eyes changed direction from me, to the door. 

There were people with camera’s everywhere. I was confused why they were here, but then I looked down to the paper on her desk. 

The front page read: “Justin’s new girlfriend?!”

It was a photo of us at the movies holding hands, from the other night. I immediately thought of the girls we saw, that took photos with Justin. Could they have taken this?

A horrible feeling in my stomach, began to grow, and so did the people. 

“Darling, is that you?” she pointed to the photo. 

“Um, uh, yeah it is” I tried to smile, but my face was painted with worry. 

“Security, we need you to come and secure the doors. There’s a mob!” she said speaking into the phone. 

But before the security could come, they entered and surrounded the attendant and I. 

They were all shouting questions at me, and the flashes were nearly blinding me. I didn’t want to make a bad impression on them, nor did I want to release any information on justin and my relationship. 

“Whats your name?” one yelled. 

“I’m Emily, Emily Brown” I smiled, but I was so dizzy from the lights flashing and the sound of everyone yelling at me. 

“Are you and Justin going out? How long for? Where are you staying?” they were continuos. 

I felt a tap on the shoulder. It was the assistant. 

“Come on, I need to get you out of here!” she yelled over the top of everyone. I noticed that there were two muscular, tall men behind her, so I agreed to follow her. 

She lead me towards the back of the chemist and I thanked her for helping me. 

“Are you okay?” she asked sympathetically. 

“Now I am, haha!” I laughed. 

“Here, I’ll sneak you out the back” she smiled and lead me towards the back. 

Then she pushed me out the back doors, to where even more fans and photographers were. 

“Leave us alone!” the attendant yelled. 

I was surprised at how she had acted so nice before, and now she was throwing me out into more chaos. 

“Emily, Emily” My name kept echoing. 

I was about to pass out, when a grab of my waist and a tug to my right grasped my attention. 

It was Justin. 

The photographers kept following us, and Justin cruised along like it was no big deal. 

“Are you going out?” someone asked. 

“Nah, we’re just really good friends” he smiled casually, still attempting to make our way through to the parking lot. 

The questions kept coming until we finally reached a blue car. 

“Get in” he said urgently, still smiling for the photographers. 

The car started, and half of the photographers disappeared, and the others got into their cars nearby. 

“Are you okay?” he asked rather seriously than usual. 

“How do you deal with that? I got dizzy after a few flashes, but you deal with it like 90 percent of your life” I looked at him, relaxing in the seat. 

“Practice” he laughed. 

“How’d they get that photo, and how’d you find me?”

“I saw the paper on the table, and new instantly there’d be paparazzi everywhere. They follow me everywhere I swear!” he said frustratedly. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be angry, its just, I was enjoying our private time.” 

“Me too. Its okay, we still have 2 weeks together, and the paparazzi aren’t going to ruin that.” I smiled, and pecked him quickly. 

“We’re going to have to drive around for a while, because I know they’ll follow me straight away” he told me, driving past the same place for a second time. 

“Its cool Justin” I smiled, grabbing his hand. 

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