My Love (Westlife)

Chapter 7 - My Love

Chapter 7

I went back to our cottage and suddenly heard some gossips about me. How I knew that it was about me was because I clearly heard my name being spoken by their loud voices. There was really no mistake. They were talking about me. "Rain is a total slut," I heard someone say. I didn't dare to look at the owner of the voice. And if in any case I did, I was not going to do anything about it anyway.

"Yeah, she has some guts to flirt around with Westlife," Flirt? Really? That word again? I was not flirting with Westlife. I was just in good terms with them.

"She's not even worthy to be with someone as awesome as Westlife," now, that sounded a little childish for someone to say. I tried to not mind them at all but deep inside me, I wanted to rip their throats out because of what they were talking about. Who the hell were they anyway? I couldn't fight them. I wouldn't fight them. I didn't really want to step down on their levels.

I gathered my footsteps and immediately went to my room. It irritated the hell out of me to hear them talking about my relationship with Westlife. At first, I thought I was going to make some friends here but now, I guessed not. I made some enemies. And let me inform you that I made lots of them.

I slumped on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I tried to think of something other than Westlife but unluckily, I failed. Why couldn't I get Westlife out of my mind?

Well, it was because something was wrong.

Come to think of it, I really hated Westlife at first, right? How come I felt so comfortable when I was with them now?

A sudden thought came into my mind.

Maybe Westlife just wanted to get back at me for embarrassing them in front of so many people. They were just using themselves by befriending me because it was obvious that people would hate me for it. Maybe they planned this all along. Maybe they didn't see me as a friend in the first place.

Maybe I was wrong in trusting them.

Countless possibilities stormed into my mind. When they said that they wanted to be normal, maybe they were just lying to make me believe them. I could see it now. I just fell into a trap. It was rather embarrassing for me to not see that coming.

Westlife just wanted revenge for what I had done. They just wanted me to be hated by all of their fans because I managed to embarrass them. There was only one thing that I knew for sure.

I needed to avoid Westlife from now on.