Better (A VFC/OC/NLT Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10

~COPYRIGHT 2011~

*David's POV*

D@mn paparazzi. They could never leave us alone. We just wanted to come home in peace and chill with our girls, but NO, something just had to happen every time we tried to live a normal life. As we got out of the trucks, we were hounded by fans and paparazzi.

"Is it true that all of your girlfriends broke up with you?" a reporter asked.

So they HAD been spying on us. I thought somebody had been following us around. Does that mean they were following us while we were away? Probably. D@mmit! Why did this always have to happen?

"I LOVE YOU DAVID!" a young blonde yelled and flashed a smile at me. I ignored her and grabbed Angel, pulling her inside.

Fortunately, we all got inside safely. I started pacing in front of the group.

"What in the hell is going on?" Jayk asked.

"Don't you see? They were following us! The people who owned that cabin probably tipped them off, telling them we were going away. Either that or one of you tipped them off," I said, looking at the girls. They were the only ones who knew and it was either them or the cabin owners who caused this whole problem.

"NONE OF US DID THAT! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN THINK THAT? THE WHOLE POINT OF THAT TRIP WAS TO GET YOU AWAY FROM FAME!" Ashlee blew up.

"Whoa babe, calm down," TC said and pulled her down onto his lap. He kissed her and she automatically calmed down.

"Sorry David, but seriously, none of us did it," she said.

"Actually...I...I did it," Vicky told us.

Our jaws dropped. Vicky? You wouldn't expect her of all people to do that.

"It’s just that I was so freaking pissed off at Thomas and once I did it, I felt guilty. I'm sorry guys," she said.

"Vicks, why would you do that? We trusted you!" Holly said.

"And what they captured might just put our careers in jeopardy. Way to go," Thomas said and got up, stalking upstairs.

"THOMAS!" she screamed and ran after him. Wonderful, more couples drama. Just what we needed on top of all of this.

"Great, this is just f***ing great," AG sarcastically said. "That one reporter was lucky I didn't punch him. He wouldn't get out of my face."

"Ugh, why would she do that?" Renee yelled.

"I guess true friends really aren't true friends at all," Justin said to Dominique.

"Everybody just calm down okay! I can't deal with this!" I screamed and sat down on the couch. What were we going to do? We didn't even know half of the damage that was done. I guess we'd find out soon enough and I was sure it wasn’t going to pretty. You’d never believe know some of the extents the paparazzi would go to in order to get their story and get the money they highly didn’t deserve in my mind.

*AG’s POV*

Sure enough when I turned on my laptop, there was the story just screaming out my name. No, literally, it was! “One Call and Varsity Fanclub, really picture perfect?” I slammed my hand down on the kitchen table angrily and looked at the screen. There were pictures of us at the beach, in the house and anywhere else we had gone. They had even gotten pictures of our girls at the spa.

Brittany came up behind me and placed her hand on my shoulder. I turned around and she kissed me.

“It’ll all be okay. I promise,” she tried to reassure me.

“But it won’t! Look at all that they did to us! They even went to the extent of videos. Wait, WHAT? VIDEOS?”

I started freaking out. I clicked the tab labeled ‘videos’ and looked at some of them. They included us playing spin the bottle seven minutes in heaven, us having conversations with our girls, and even footage of us sleeping. There were a bunch more, but I didn’t even want to look at them because one of them was probably of Ashley and José last night. I shuddered. I couldn’t even think about that.

I brought my laptop out to the guys and showed them everything. The girls started bawling their eyes out, but the person who was most humiliated was Ashley. She ran up to her room and locked all of us out; including José. There was no way she was letting any of us in. Wait, Brittany could. I’d just have to get her to do it which would be no problem at all.

*Brittany’s POV*

AG sent me upstairs to talk to Ashley which wasn’t a problem with me. She was like my little sister [A/N: get it? haha]. I knocked on the door and waited for a response which I quickly got.

“Go away! I don’t want to talk to anybody!” she shrieked.

I sighed and replied, “Ash, it’s me, Britt. Please let me in?”

“No!” she yelled.

“Ash, please? Pretty please? You can’t just hide in there forever!”

“Yes I can!”

“No you can’t. Now unlock the door otherwise I’m going to ram through it.”

She laughed. “Yeah, like you can do that Britt.”

“How much do you wanna bet?”

She automatically opened up the door and let me in. Mwahahaha, I’m so evil sometimes! I sat down on my bed and looked at her.

“You can’t let it get to you Ashley. That’s what they want! They want a reaction like this!”

“But they got a freaking tape of José and I! How would you react if that happened to you, huh? People just can’t respect your privacy! That was supposed to be kept between only me and José, but now the entire world knows. And it’s all because of stupid Vicky,” she pouted.

“Oh come on, don’t go hating on Vicks. I understand where she was coming from. She acted out of anger. She had no idea what she was doing,” I said.

“But how could she do that? Hopefully this won’t affect my relationship with José. We just got back together…”

“It won’t,” a voice from the door said.

I turned and found José smiling at her. Awww, adorable! He came over and kissed her.

“We’ll get through it babe. It’s all going to breeze over when the pops get some new news. As of now though, we ALL have to get through it together,” he said.

“See, this is why I love you José. You’re the love of my life,” she said and kissed him again.

“Oh baby, I love you too,” he said and kept kissing her. They were full on making out so I decided to leave.



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