Amateur - A Jon Cozart fic

Chapter 28 - Airport Bathrooms

*Carm's P.O.V.*

I stand in the airport, waiting outside Jon's gate in sweatpants, sunglasses, and a red wig. The absolute last thing I want is paparazzi swarming us when we walk out the airport, for some reason, this 'scandal' is what the paps are focusing on. I haven't escaped the awful tweets being sent at me from all sides of the spectrum. I don't need anyone harassing me in real life as well. Jon comes off the plane, and while I really wish this could be a joyful moment, his first New York visit since I first came here, but I know that the most urgent thing on the list is sorting all this drama out.

'Hey, Jon.'

'Hey, um, what's with the wig?'

'I'll explain later, just come with me. Quick..' Soon enough, we've found a bathroom, that I drag him in. I don't want anyone overhearing this stuff - the last thing McCartan needs right now is an accidental leak on this.

'Well, Carm, I mean, I knew you were eager to see me, but I don't think an airport bathroom is the best place to have-'

'No, no, god no, that's not why we're in here. Some shit's gone down on twitter and online over the past few hours you've been on a plane, and I need to explain exactly why or what's happening before you read the shitty articles going around and assume the worst, okay?' The half-joking expression on his face drops into one taking the situation seriously.

'Okay.' He nods, and this is my cue to start explaining.

'Right. So. I was on my way home from a late reheharsal with McCartan in an uber, when he got a phone call from his fiancee. All you need to know about that, is that he's been dumped via phone call less than 24 hours ago.' He nods slowly, starting to realise that if this is just the opening, the actual drama must be bad.

'He was not looking to be in a good state. Like at all.'

'That's to be expected.'

'Exactly. So I thought I'd take care of him overnight. I stayed at his apartment, made his meals for him, attended to his every wish. But, someone took photos of us entering the apartment late at night, and us hugging before we entered, released them to the press, and now basically the entire world thinks that both McCartan and I have cheated on our partners. And we haven't. I promise you on everything, I haven't.'

'No, I believe you. But, why can't you just clear the situation up? Tweet something out?'

'McCartan's ex fiancee isn't ready to have the news that they've split up released. We can't explain the situation until she's okay with having everything out there.'

'Right. Fuck. Shit. Okay. So, what do we do?'

'Keep quiet on social media until McCartan gives us a heads up. Since you and her are being portrayed as victims in the situation you can still get away with posting videos and probably snappchatting but staying away from Twitter is a good idea, that's where the most harassment comes from at the moment.'

'Wait, shit, how bad is the harrassment?' A look of complete confused terror crosses his face.

'Just before you got out of the gate I recieved a tweet telling me to light a match while at a petrol station so that I not only kill myself but everyone around me. It's not pretty.'

'Right. Note taken.'

'I'm so so sorry to have to put you through this.' Jon nods slowly, appearing to be thinking through the severity of the situation. To be perfectly honest, I wouldn't blame him for just bolting straight out the door and out of this situation, but he's still here and listening. For that I'm incredibly thankful, so naturally, I put my arms around his neck and kiss him to show gratitude. And, by his reaction, he is grateful for my gratitude.

*Jon's P.O.V.*

I thought this trip was going to be a walk in the park, and now I realise that when you're 'famous' for something other than being a social media star and drama happens, media outlets suddenly pay much more attention. This is especially true with Carm at the moment, and I'm stuck up in it.  To which my reaction is, 'fuck.' I don't know if I can deal with this, because now whenever someone stops me in the street they're going to ask me 'What's the deal with Carm cheating on you?' and whenever I accidentally see a dodgy tweet, or whenever I go on any form of social media I'm immediately going to be met with the same questions. And I don't know what to say. I just hope this doesn't last too long. Carm came here in a full on Ariel-esque red wig in disguise, so as to not draw attention to herself, and I'll likely have to be scooting around the city the whole time in drag or something so people don't recognise me. It'll be okay for now though, I guess. If I go around the streets dressed like a woman with her, we'll be the cutest lesbian couple out there.

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This chapter sucks ass but whatever. It gets us to the stuff we really need to know to get everything CRACKALACKIN'!

also no like seriously someone write a collab book with me don't be scared i love the idea

Also should I start an imagines book? Not one pinned to a specific youtuber, but just a general imagines book for people to give suggestions on

Alright. I need to sleep, it's 10:16pm and I have to work and I've got an audition tomorrow. What is my life.

Thank you very much for reading! Goodbye!

-Ellen Cozartist