Crush (F(x) Amber ff) - DISCONTINUED -

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Violet's POV

The movie was really good but Julia kept freaking out. It was kind of funny actually. She's such a wuss.

We were walking out of the theatre when a group of people ran past us, one person knocking into me, my phone falling out of my hands.

"Fuck," I gasp, trying to catch it. I watch in terror as my phone drops to the cement, the screen flat against the ground.

"The fuck are they running to?" Julia says, looking at the group of people.

"I literally couldn't care less. If my phone cracked I'm going to kill everyone." I pick up my phone, squeezing my eyes shut so I can't see it.

"Is it dead. Did my baby suffer?" I ask Julia.

"Shit dude."

I quickly open my eyes. My phone screen is shattered. "Fuck me." I stomp my foot like a toddler.

Julia reached over and took my phone out of my hands, trying to turn it on.

"You've got to be shitting me right now," I say when she pressed the home button and nothing happened.

She tried all the ways of turning it on, none working.

"I'm gonna find the dude and shove his fist up his-"

"Violet," Julia interrupts me.

"No, I'm not gonna calm d-"

"You shit!" She shakes my shoulders. "Look who those people are crowding around!"

I looked over to the huge group of people. I squint, trying to see the few people in the middle.

It was Amber and Luna, and the rest of f(x).

She came.

Amber's POV

"I love you guys so much!"

"You're so talented!"

"Oh my god!"

We were surrounded. All of us were surprised at how many people recognized us.

"We might have to go back," Luna said to me, disappointment clear in her voice.

"What about Viole-" I cut myself off.

"Ah, so that's why you wanted to come here," She smirked, turning away when someone asked her for a picture.

Our driver came back around and picked us up. We apologized to all the fans we didn't get to talk to. It was too unorganized and people started pushing, we had to get out.

We ended up going back to our hotel for the night. I was pretty bummed about not seeing Violet but I can just call her and tell her what happened.

Actually, that's what I'm going to do, now that I think of it.

I pull out my phone and tap on Violet's contact. After a few rings, I'm sent to voicemail.

She must be busy, I tell myself. I sigh and turn on the TV.

Violet's POV

"Okay, hear me out-"

"I can't believe you broke your phone! What did I tell you? I told you that you'd break it! I knew it'd happen young lady, I knew it would, I saw it coming. But what do you say?! 'I won't break it, I promise' and what do I get?! I get a daughter and broken dreams, dreams of what? Dreams of money to spend on food and not electronic devises that are ruining this day and age! I swear, I should've raised you better. 'Raise her well' they said, 'you'll be a great mother' they said. And what happens? I get a daughter who breaks phones, my daughter broke her phone, smashed it, obliterated, combusted, killed. She murdered her phone. Oh, the agony," Mom ranted, finishing by sighing deeply and pinching the bridge of her nose.