Love and Hate Collide (JaDine FanFiction)

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NADINE

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"Nadine, are you and James really a thing?"

"Nadine, do you think Ericka deserves the bashers she has?"

"Nadine, Nadine, Nadine! How did James really apologize?"

"Nadine, what can you say to the public calling you fake?"

I smile at them, while my bodyguard shoves their microphones and cameras away from my face.

Those were the kind of questions they threw at me for the whole two weeks since the incident happened.

They seem to have ignored our act on social media where James and I act all lovey dovey, while subtly promoting our endorsements and the movie.

My reply always is just to smile.

I'm at the entrance of the mall for our new movie's premier night.

Another reporter nears. "Nadine, is JamRicka real?"

I smile at him. If only he knew.

"Enough questions, it will be reserved after the premier." My bodyguard, Steve, tells them, shoving them once more.

I reach the cinema area which took me almost forever to reach because of my gown. It's a white sleeveless gown that shows my collarbones and part of my abdomen, which crawls until the back.

Instantly, the fans roar.

I smile at them, waving my hand. "Can I sign some of their CDs?" I ask Steve.

"You know that's prohibited." He replies.

"Just for a short time?" I plead. "Until James arrives."

He smiles at me and nods. "Sure, madam."

"Just Nadine." I tell him.

He then nods again.

I then headed to where some of the JaDines are. "Hello," I greet them.

They act all giddy, stifling a squeal. "Hi Nadz, ang bait mo talaga."

I smile at her for what seemed to be the nth time I smiled today. "Do you want a selfie?"

She nods.

After we take a selfie, I proceeded to some fans and signed every magazine with my face on.

"Thank you, Nadine." A fan tells me. "I don't know why the media hates you so much. Ang bait mo po."

If only they knew how hard it was to keep the façade any longer.

It's easier to just pretend what the media thinks of you rather than explain yourself, in which they'll think you're lying. What's the point, right?

"Thank you," I reply. "I hope you enjoy the movie."

She squeals, while looking at something behind me.

With a confused expression, I turn around to see James, with a bouquet of flowers– Sunflowers, my favorite. The arrangement is really pretty, too.