Chapter 2- The Kiss

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Chapter 2

We are at the restaurant and order a table for nine; all of Ryan’s brothers came. Ryan wraps his hand around my waist. We sat down on a table; I sat between Ryan and one of his brothers. He looks like a badass and look like he wasn't enjoying himself here. The Waiter came and took our order, "Are you enjoying yourself?" Ryan ask me. I nodded, “So are you glad you get to spend some time with me?"  I shrug taking a sip of my coke. 

"You can't lie; you know you’re having fun with me." He said with a cocky smile. 

"I-"

"Just leave her alone if she isn't having fun with you is no big surprise!" The guy that sat next to me snapped. "Nobody ever has fun with you anyways." He mumbled under his breath. Ryan just glared at him.

"Shut the fuck up!" Ryan yelled at him.

"Sorry can't do that I'm too interesting." He said with a smirk. I tried not to smile, his brothers were smiling and Jennifer was in shock.

Ryan stood up and walked away, it felt awkward sitting there. "Hey my name is Logan." He told me.

"Hi I'm Rosalie." I told him trying to find Ryan. "Why were you such a jerk to your brother?" I told him looking at his chocolate brown eyes.

"Trying to be funny and tried…” His voice faded away.

I grabbed my purse and stood up from the table,” Are you going to stay here with them or are you leaving with me?" Jennifer look up at me and then at Brandon and back at me. 

"I'm staying." Jennifer said. I started to walk away and got to the parking lot, somebody grabbed my wrist, and I turned around and saw who it was. "Let go!" I hissed. 

"Why are you leaving so early?" Logan asked arching an eyebrow. 

"Let me go!" I snapped at him trying to pull my hand away from his. He pinned me onto a wall and look at me in my eyes. I saw him lean closer and closer, “Stay away from me!" His lip met mine, I was not responding, his tongue played with mine and I started to kiss him passionately. 

I saw a light and it came from a camera, I stood there in shock. The paparazzi was with a grin on his face and left. "You dumb-ass people think I'm dating your brother and you come and kiss me!"

He had a stupid on his face “I’m sorry."

"People are gonna think I'm a whore or a slut!" I slapped him across his face, "Don't ever, ever kiss me again!" I called my chauffeur to pick me up. 

"But you kiss me back so it's even!" He screamed. I got inside my limo and drove home; I got a bunch of texts: 

-Are you cheating on Ryan or does he know? Teen Vogue

-Are both of them a good kisser? Us Magazine

-How do you feel for dating two hot guys at the same time?  Teen Magazine

 I got a lot more texts from different magazine. 

I hate this now people/fans are going to think that I'm a fucking slut or whore. 

"Miss Brookes we're here." My chauffeur stopped the limo on the driveway.

"Thanks." I told my chauffeur. 

I went to my room and turn on my laptop. I logged in facebook and the same person that called me 'a lucky son-of-a-bitch' sends me a message. 

- You see I told you all she's fucking whore she's going with 2 at a time. 

Some of my fan tried to defend me. I wrote her thanks for backing me up. 

-Brittany would you stop being jealous of me he kissed me! I didn't kiss him HE KISSED ME!!

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