Donna lay down on the bed of the hotel room, the tears had stopped but the images still kept flashing through her mind.
Cristiano watched his girlfriend as she curled up on the bed, he didn't like to see her so upset and wished there was something he could do to make her feel better.
He had ordered room service but the brunette hadn't been able to eat. Instead she had sat at the table playing with the food and not talking. They had been back at the hotel for an hour and she still hadn't spoken.
Cristiano lit a few candles and dimmed the lights before making his way over to the bed, lying down behind Donna he had pulled her close to him, he wanted desperately to let her know that he was there for her.
Donna lay still as Cris stroked her arm "please talk to me" he pleaded
The brunette shifted slightly as she tried to answer while holding back the tears "it's.....I cant" she stuttered
"Tell me what your thinking" replied Cris "I'm here for you"
Donna sniffed "I can't say it, I can't admit it"
"What can't you say, please just tell me" asked the footballer squeezing the brunette tighter
"I keep having thoughts......like flashbacks of Taylor when she was a little girl....I can't remember the last thing she said to me and every time I try to remember her little face just pops into my mind" she replied in a whisper
"That's ok if you can't remember, those thoughts are good" answered Cris trying to reassure her
"No Cris it's not good......I'm scared" replied Donna
Cris sat up on his elbow "scared of what?" He asked concerned
"Scared that I can't remember what she said to me, scared that the reason I'm having these thoughts is because she's gone and I'll never get to hear her voice again" she replied as she began to sob
Cris leaned down kissing his girlfriends cheek "please don't believe that.....your going to see her again" he just prayed that it was true.
He couldn't bare to see Donna's heart break like this, all he could do was hold her for now and hope that Justin would call with good news.
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Justin made his way through the studio corridor until he reached Dereks room.
Walking in he was met with a crowd of people, mostly young girls. Noticing him Derek shouted to the pop star "Justin, what are you doing here?"
"I need to talk to you about the girl I sent to you last week" he replied
Derek instantly turned down the music and dismissed the girls. Justin watched them leave, suddenly noticing the producers behaviour towards them as Derek patted a few of them on their ass. It made him deeply uncomfortable.
Once they were alone Derek ushered him further into the room "take a seat" he offered gesturing towards the small red sofa at the back of the room.
Justin took a seat on the arm of the sofa as Derek sat opposite him at the mixer board.
"I told you the girl didn't turn up" said Derek leaning back in the chair.
"Yea you said that" replied Justin "it's just strange though"
Derek shifted in his seat "What can I tell you JB.....Some people just don't want it" he answered
Justin watched the producer, he seemed uneasy and was avoiding eye contact. Something didn't seem right Justin thought as he began to question further
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Goal Changer
FanfictionWho knew a simple day at work could change your whole life Donna thought she had her life mapped out, her plans and her dreams were all goals she was heading towards, little did she know her heart would get in the way and change her direction. After...
