Chapter-11

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Masons P.O.V 

I quickly change and walk into the kitchen grabbing a couple grapes. The ringing of my phone fills the air. I walk into the living room, chewing on a grape. "Hello?" I say answering the phone. 

"Mason?" That voice. It's Carters voice.

"Oh, Hey Carter. What's up?" I say walking back into the kitchen. 

"I have to tell you something." He says in a serious tone. 

"What is it?" I ask, swallowing the grape.

"Ethan's going to LA this Friday and I don't think he has any intentions of telling you so I decided to tell you." He says. 

My heart aches.

Why didn't he tell me?

"I can go pick you up if you'd like." I hear Carter say. I nod even though he can't see me. 

"Yes. Please." I say and with that he hangs up. 

***

"They probably won't let us in." Carter says as we drive into the malls parking area. 

"Probably." I say in a monotone. He quickly parks and we get out of the car. The entrance to the mall is crowded by people. "Come on." I say practically running towards the entrance, People yell my name as I run past them. 

I might not be an actor but being close to Ethans just enough to bring me fame. I run into the mall, carter panting behind me. I run past people, some of them pointing at me, some taking pictures as I run past them. 

I see the women who kept yelling Ethans name yesterday. I run to her and mindlessly grab her by her shoulders, "Where is he!" I yell in her face.


Her eyes widen in shock as she stares at me, her face bright red. I feel a shade of red appear on my cheeks. "Sorry." I say as I let go of her. "Umm...have you seen-" 

"Ethans over there." she says pointing at a dressing room. I nod and cautiously walk inside of the dressing room. "Ethan?" I say just loud enough for him to hear me. 

"Yeah, yeah. I'm done." He says as he opens the door revealing himself. "Gosh, you don't have to-" He looks up at me, his eyes widening in shock. "Mason? What are you doing here?" 

"I came to talk to you." I state.

"About?" He says casually.

"About? What do you mean about?" I say my voice rising without intention. "You know god damn well that you haven't told me you're going to LA in two days!"

"Sorry,I'm-"

"You're what? You're 'sorry' you didn't think twice about telling me?" I say before turning around and stomping my way to the door. Ethan grabs my wrist, pulling me back. I turn to look at him only to feel his lips crash into mine. 

I stand there dumbfounded, I can feel my face turning red. I tug my hand away trying to loosen his grip on my wrist. He pushes me back, against the wall. I groan into the kiss as my head hits the wall behind me. 

Ethan seems desperate as I try to pull away. He finally pulls away, just a couple centimeters, and rests his forehead on mine. "Please..." he whispers. 

The anger inside me finally bursts. 

I push him away, hard, and he falls back his eyes wide with shock. "I hate you!" I yell before running out of the room. Not wanting to see his reaction.


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