Head In The Clouds (George Shelley fanfiction)

Four

Jess POV

So we were stuck in Starbucks. It's not bad, I mean it could be worse. At least we've got money, drinks and toilets in here. Though it's not funny when JCats are trying to run inside the small building. "There are some fans" I say pointing at two girls pressing their face to the mirror, the door is frozen. No one is able to either go in or out. "It's sad we can't talk to them now" Josh says "I feel a bit guilty". "It's never possible to meet all your fans, is it?" I question. "Unfortunately not". But than we realise some people are taking pictures of us. No, please let it be fans. Please don't let it be paps. I hate rumours.

5.34 PM

I check my twitter cos George's gone for a coffee and the queue is so long. Josh is sleeping opposite me with his head in the palm of his hand. I'm shocked when I read the reactions to my latest tweet:

Stuck @ #Starbucks w @GeorgeUJWorld & @JoshUJWorld. How #random is that?!

Retweets: 4

Reactions:

@JCat_4life: I #hate you for #stealing my @GeorgeUJWorld. Pretending it to be all "unplanned". I know ur his gf, well f*** you! watch: www.gossipgirl.co.uk/instagram/georgeshelleysnewgf

@TheMrsShelley: How dare u date our Georgie? Ur 2 old to be a fan. GET LOST UGLY BITCH!

@OhMyGOSH: U STOLE OUR LADS. FU!

I decide not to read any further and look at the picture on Gossip Girl.....oh my god they were paps. They think George and I are dating. I'm so embarassed, my life is over. I burst out crying hiding my face behind my Galaxy S4.

I hear someone sit down next to me. "That was the longest queue I've ever been in" George sighs than looks at me "are you alright?". He pulls my phone away and looks into my eyes which turned red. My cheecks are wet and my nose is running. "Are you crying? What's wrong?". "I-I...the ph-photos and...and they h-h-hate me" I sniff. "Huh?". "Read it yourself if you want. I'm so sorry". "For what?". My celebrity crush takes my phone and swipes down my Twitterpage frowning. "Where did that picture come from?". "Didn't you see those people outside a few hours ago?". "So they were paps? I'm so sorry. Don't mind the comments, it's only envy. No one's trying to be rude. Come here" he leans in to hug me but I move away "what if they're stil here?". "I don't mind,I like you". "We've only just met". "My first impression is that I like you". I know he's serious. "Really?". "Yes. Let them think anything they want. We know the truth". So I let him put his arms around me and hug me as I breathe in his cologne. I want to stay like this forever.