We Could Be Best Friends But I Want Your Best Friend (Down With Webster Fanfic)

Chapter 4

*one week later*

Jessica's POV

Hailey and I sat backstage, in Camm's dressing room. Tonight is there third last show.

"Is my tail centered?" Camm asked, turning around to show us his weird tail thingy.

"Yeah." Hailey and I said.

"Are you sure it doesn't make my butt look big?" He whined. "Camm, you sound like a 13 year old girl," he rolled his eyes and walked out of the dressing room.

"Is Connor coming?" Hailey asked.

"Yeah he'll be here soon," I sighed.

"Well you don't seem to happy about it," she said looking worried. "I'm not! Your the one who said I need a fake boyfriend!" I whisper/yelled. Connor and I had a date last night. He seemed to enjoy it but I was miserable. Pat said he has a new girlfriend. I of course am mad at Hailey. "I thought he'd be jelous and try and win you back!" Yes because her plan is working marvoulisly.

"Hey!" Connor shouted as he walked in. "Hi," I fake smiled and kissed his cheek.

Ugh.

It feels so wrong leading him on like this. Holy shit. I'm turning into Pat. I'm doing the exact same thing to poor Connor.

"What's wrong, babe?" He asked.

Pat used to called me babe.

"Oh nothing," I brushed it off. "I think the concerts starting, lets go to our seats," Hailey suggested.

"Uh, I'm gonna hang around back here for a bit," I said trying not to think about Pat.

"You sure?" Hailey asked.

"Yeah, you guys have fun," I smiled and sat back on the couch. They left the room and I pulled out my iPhone. I'm not one of those girls who keeps a diary but I do right all of my feelings into notes on my iPhone.

I wrote:

This is stupid, I like Patt and I'm dating a guy I don't even like to make him jealous. It's not really working. He has a new girlfriend and couldn't care less about what I do. And all because I was mad at him for saying we were 'just friends'. Jess you really fucked up this time.

I put it on the ledge of the couch and set off to find the bath room.

*

I decided not to go to the concert and just sit backstage in Camm's dressing room. I don't think I can handle seeing Pat right now, especially when he's singing Jessica or Your Man. I can hear what song they're playing but I just can't see his face.

"Hey have you seen Pat?" A blonde asked.

On stage, duh.

"Uh, on stage," I said slowly.

"Oh, well I'm his girlfriend." She smiled and flipped her hair.

"G-girlfriend?" I stuttered.

"Yeah." She repeated in a cocky tone.

"Are you Can's girlfriend?"

Did she just say Can?

"Ok, first of all, honey, his name is Camm. And second, I'm just a friend," I said even more slowly.

"Ok I know how to spell so stop telling me everything." I can tell right now that we are going to be great enemy's.

"Well I don't need another bitch on my back." I got up and walked to the door.