Imagine:
Storming out of the party, you begin to walk back to the hotel room. You can't do this anymore. Not tonight, anyway. You're so sick and tired of the fans calling you names and saying things like "She's not good enough for him! She needs to get away from him. She's only bringing him down!!!" The last straw was the girl who just moments ago got on the karaoke microphone and told the whole party what she thought of you...and everyone laughed. THEY LAUGHED! You had to get out of there. You just...it was too much, and that pushed you over the edge. Gabe came running after you a few minutes later and the paparazzi cameras began to flash furiously.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
You don't even turn to look at him. "I'm going back to the hotel. I can't do this anymore!!" Your walking pace quickens. You just want to get away. The hate had become unbearable.
"Please, stop! Can we at least talk about this?"
You begin to run...and cry. He starts running after you. From behind him you hear "Gabe, we're doing you a favor. She's no where near good enough for you." You glance behind just in time to see him walking back to the girl who'd said that.
Back at the room, you break down. Did he seriously go back to the party? They were right. They were all right...You pack your bags and walk towards the door, your face covered in tears. Before you can grab the handle, the door swings open and Gabe embraces you.
"Please just listen."
"I can't. I need to go." You try to struggle free from him, but he's too strong.
"Please."
You can see in his gorgeous brown eyes that he is very concerned, so you decide to just hear him out. Those eyes make you melt...
"What happened back at the party, that was awful. It shouldn't have happened. That girl was someone really annoying from my past who can't get over the fact that I broke up with her three years ago. What she said to you, those terribly untrue statements she made about you not being good enough for me and how you were some silly girl I was infatuated with. That was her way of trying to get you to leave me. She thought if you left, I'd go crawling back to her."
"But you did..." You think about how you glanced behind you to see him going back to her. He looks at you, confused.
"What do you mean?"
"While I was running, I glanced back to see if you were still following me and you were walking back to her. Then I came back here and I've been here for an hour thinking about things. You went back to the party and left me, Gabe. I think it's pretty clear here what's going on."
He goes to sit down on the edge of the bed and motions for you to sit next to him. Reluctantly, you do. He puts his arm around your waist and pulls you close to him.
"I asked Cole to get this on video because I knew you wouldn't believe me, and I understand why you wouldn't, but I wanted you to know this." He pulls out his phone and pulls up a video. As you watch it, your eyes begin to swell again.
You watch Gabe in the video pushing his way to the microphone, telling the DJ to stop the music. He quiets everyone down and begins to speak.
Hey, everyone. Can I have your attention, please? Thank you. Yeah, hi. I'm Gabe Morales. I'm in a boyband called IM5. Now, you're all probably wondering what I'm doing. Allow me to explain. Something absolutely unacceptable just happened. A girl in this room called out another girl and basically told her she was worthless. The girl on the receiving end of the very hurtful rant we all listened to moments ago is my girlfriend and she's now running to her hotel room in tears. This is wrong. I can't help who I fall in love with, people, but you really need to understand it's NOT EVER OKAY to call ANYONE names or be vicious at all, especially to the girl I love with all of my heart. So to all of you who have been calling my girl 'ugly, fat, whore, slut, unworthy, etc,' you need to knock it off. I know what I want and I know what I need and I know what's best for me and that's the girl you all just hurt beyond repair. I hope you're all happy with yourselves because now you can all call yourselves bullies and jerks. Remember that Karma is a royal bitch. Now get out of my way so I can go stop the love of my life from walking out of it forever.
The video stops. You've been trying to stop yourself, but you can't anymore and you cry hard into his chest. He speaks softly, "See? That's why I went back to the party. I love you, more than anything. I don't want you to leave me, and I won't let anything like that go on for any length of time ever again. I'm so sorry, Baby. Te amo mas que todo el mundo." You hug him tighter. He pulls you to the top of the bed and you lay next to him, cuddling as close as possible. You feel his strong arms wrap around you and hold you. His rhythmic breathing as well as the exhaustion from crying so hard begins to soothe you. Just before drifting off to sleep, you say "I love you, Gabe. I'll love you forever, no matter what." As you're boarding the train to dreamland, you hear him say "I'll love you longer." He kisses the top of your head and you fall asleep.
