Tell Me You Love Me

26: I Need You Now

Lol some of you aren't going to be pleased because this chapter is like...one page which isn't particularly up to what I've been recently writing and I apologize for random spelling and gramatical errors: its because right now I can't really be stuffed to check because I'm too busy watching Glee. BUT...you might be pleased that I'm writing a new story and I will upload it soon! :D

Love always, xx Pixie

Dedicated to my amazing besttiieee, Chookie :D ILY!!!!

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‘How does it get aired so quickly?!’ I cry and snatch Josh’s phone out of his hands.

‘Hey, man! That’s my iPhone!’

‘Shut up,’ I tell him and I start texting.

Pilar, its all a lie. I swear on my life. It is not true, you have to believe me. I promise you its not true. Its Paris and she would do anything for publicity. I swear, its not true. Its a lie. I love Beth, you have to believe me. Jesse.

I click send and the cell phone rings. I pick up. ‘Pilar,’ I say.

‘You traitor! You traitor! I will murder you, I swear. I will murder you and make sure you die a slow and bloody fucking painful death!’ She screams. I hold the phone away from my ear to stop her hysterical screams bursting my eardrums.

‘Pilar! Listen to me! Pilar!’ I shout into it but she keeps screaming hysterically. Josh takes the phone off me and holds it to his ear.

‘Pilar...it’s Josh. Please stop yelling,’ he says and after a few seconds, I hear Pilar’s screaming die down.

‘Thank you, now I want you to listen to me carefully, kay?’ he says, calmly into the phone.

‘What?!’ I hear her shout.

‘Jesse is not going out with Paris. He hates her so much and I can tell you, when we saw that article on TV he was so mad with her, I had to literally chain him to the bed to stop him going out and taking the next flight to Los Angeles to attack Paris.

‘If you watch the video...’ Josh pauses as Pilar starts shouting but he cuts over her. ‘Go onto YouTube and watch the video, you’ll see we’re actually talking about Beth, not Paris.’ He says and I hear the talking of our video in the background.

‘Ask if Beth is there,’ I say to Josh.

‘Is Beth there?’ Josh asks.

Pilar says something and Josh nods at me.

‘Crap,’ I groan.

‘She doesn’t want to speak to you. She’s crying and promising that she never ever wants to see you again,’ Josh says, clamping a hand over the speaker on the phone and talking to me.

‘Tell her it wasn’t me! It wasn’t my fault.’ I yell.

‘OK...you know what we’re gonna do.’

‘What?’ I snap.

‘Pilar get on Skype, we need to sort this out face to face,’ he says and I grab the Macbook Air on the hotel desk and pull it onto the bed. I open up Skype and in less than a minute, I’m face to face with two extremely pissed off teenage girls.

‘You fuck,’ Pilar says, glaring at me. I sit beside Josh, sulking.

‘It wasn’t me! OK?! It was all Paris, I promise you! We are not together! I fucking swear on this fucking planet! Paris and I are not together, Bethany!’ I shout.

Josh shushes me.

‘Told you,’ he says to Pilar who sticks her nose up at me. I watch Bethany. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying and she has red streaks down her face from where she has been crying so much. A notice the hickey still on the side of her neck and I watch it. Right now, that and our hearts were the only connection we had and if only for a minute I could go back in time and savour that last kiss once more, I would.

Her hair is damp and I can hear rain in the background. Beth doesn’t say a thing, she just sits there silently, tears glassing her eyes up.

‘Beth, I promise you...’ I start off.

‘Don’t you dare give her shit!’ Pilar shouts.

‘SHUT THE FUCK UP!’ I roar at her and she falls dead silent.

‘Beth, look at me.’ I whisper and Beth’s wandering eyes reach mine. ‘I promise you, I will never ever see Paris again. I hate her so much and I was never going out with her. I only told a few people who I was going out with and that person who I was going out with was you.’

Beth sniffs and her eyes drift away from mine.

‘I would never ever do anything to hurt you. The only reason I haven’t told people I’m going with you is because I don’t want people to come and hurt you. You watch, fans will start to send death threats at Paris Noleman. She will be hated and she will become hungrier and hungrier for fame. I didn’t want to tell anyone about you because I don’t want the same thing to happen to you because I care too fucking much about you,’ I say, I feel my eyes sting with tears and I wipe them away angrily.

‘There is enough evidence saying that Paris and I aren’t going out and right now, Paris is the only one who is saying were going out. I’m not. I denied it ever since I met you because at that night at my concert in L.A. that you two both attended, I fell in love with you the second our eyes met.

‘There isn’t that same spark between Paris and I. I would never ever even think for a second about going with Paris because it would be a betrayal of what I really want and need...which is you.’ I finish and Beth stares at me, her eyes leaking with tears.

‘Aw, fuck Beth. That speech was so sweet even I fell in love with him!’ Josh yells, making Beth let out a watery laugh.

Pilar still looks slightly annoyed. ‘And you,’ I say to Pilar. ‘Shut up and just believe me.’ She glares at me.

‘He’s being sarcastic,’ Josh adds in.

Beth looks at me, her eyes leaking with tears. I smile at her and I feel something wet dribble down my cheek.

‘Do you forgive me?’ I ask her. Beth nods. I love you. I mouth at her and she smiles.

‘It’s alright, you can say it out loud, we all know you guys are in ...love,’ Josh says, rolling his eyes.

‘Beth,’ I say. ‘I love you,’

‘I love you too,’ she says. ‘Have fun in France,’

I give her a wonky smile. ‘Remember, all my songs are to do with you,’

‘I will,’ she says.

‘God, Beth. You may as well be kissing the screen.’ Pilar laughs.

‘Same with Jesse. He’s got his hand on Beth’s face on the screen of the Macbook Air,’ Josh says and I consciously remove my hand from the screen.

‘Miss you,’ I say to Beth.

‘Me too, wish you were here,’ she replies and Josh turns the call off.