You Thought Wrong

Chapter 5

"KAYLA" I yelled!

I storm across the apartment and kick her door open.

"What?" She laughed

"You know what!!!"

"Ok, so I tweeted him your username. So?"

"So?!... So!?" I repeated in anger. "SO, I'm clearly annoyed by the boy! Why the hell would you go and give him my username!?"

"In my defense, I didn't think he'd see it. He has thousands of other fans you, know?"

"That doesn't mean you can go and give him my username, Kayla!"

She sat in the bed in silence.

Good... She's guilty.

"UH!" I threw my hands in the air and flopped on her bed.

"Sorry..."

"Yea, whatever"

I went back on my Twitter and scroll through my notifications again. All the tweets have the same hashtag. Oh no.

I check the trending list.

#EthansNewBae was the number one trending hashtag in the United States. My heart just fell out of my butt. Everyone was tweeting the same picture. It was a picture of Ethan holding on to my wrist and guiding me through those girls. I'm completely shocked by the fact that anybody would even think of me with a guy like Ethan.

I gained like 5k followers today. This is insane.

I was getting a lot of hate but I didn't really care because I know how fan girls are. So I decided to tweet.

@Nicoleee13: I can assure you that Ethan and I are not together. I couldn't care less about him. In fact, I just met him a couple hours ago on the plane. Promise!

I immediately got hundreds of replies.

(I totally made up these usernames so don't go looking them up lol)

@EthansMaBae: whatever, you ugly whore! Just stay away from Ethan.

*dying of laughter*

@Aye_DolanTwins: Awe Man! I shipped you guys so hard.

*gagging*

@HashtagDolan: Good. He's way out of your league anyways.

Probably.

Half of their fans are totally against me and Ethan, the other half is fighting for our 'relationship', and a good 2% of his fans don't even care.

The rest of the day, Kayla and I stayed in the apartment and rested up. We ordered pizza for dinner because there was no point in going out, it was already getting late anyways.

I got ready for bed and knocked out, hoping tomorrow would go better.

**The Next Day**

I woke up at 8:00am to the sound of booming stomps coming from the apartment above us. Uncle Charlie wasn't kidding. I tried ignoring it but they wouldn't stop. Now I'm pissed.

I get out of bed and put a robe on over my pjs. I sleep in a spaghetti strap and my spandex shorts so it's kinda necessary.

I march up to the floor above us and bang on the door that says 1674. I crossed my arms over my chest and waited to yell at whoever was gonna answer that door. After a minute of waiting I was about to knock again and that's when the door swung wide open.

"You guys have to keep it down! My sister and I are tryi-" No...

My face dropped. "You have GOT to be kidding me."

"Hey cutie"

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sorry for the short chapter. I just thought I should update.