Obsessed (I Got Drunk and Married an Arrogant Rockstar?)

I Got Drunk and Married an Arrogant Rockstar? You've Got to be Kidding Me! [12]

I Got Drunk and Married an Arrogant Rockstar? You've Got to be Kidding Me! [12]

*I'd like to dedicate this chapter to the best dog in the world, Charlie, who brought me to tears as I wrote this chapter. I miss you, Charlie.*

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Previously...

Just leave her alone, I kept thinking. Don't kill her. You'll go to jail. But then again...If I was in jail and Audrey was dead... Too tempting.

"I have to tell you something anyway," Alex said. I gritted my teeth.

"Fine."

Audrey scoffed and walked off to some other celebrity. A male celebrity.

"Remember how I said the tour was in a few weeks? Yeah, well it's tomorrow now. I won't be back until next Sunday; a week from tomorrow. I just got a call a few minutes ago. But we can't file a report for court tomorrow. There's no time. "

"It's fine. I can always stay at Megan's or..." I trailed off. Would Megan still like me after all this time? I frowned.

"You think you can stay alive for a week?" He inquired.

I nodded. But I wasn't so sure about it.

"Yeah, I think I'll survive."

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Chapter 12...

He opened his mouth to say something, but he closed it instead. I hugged him, taking in his smell. I didn't want Alex to leave. Not yet.

Someone then tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, half expecting it to be Audrey. I was ready to seriously hurt her now. Thank God it wasn't. Instead I saw Luke with a half smile

I felt bad for him. What else would the guys be talking about when they said those things? It had to be about Luke being kicked out of the band.

"Yeah?" I asked. I glanced back at Alex, but he wasn't there.

"Well," he smiled, "care to dance?"

Half of me wanted to, half of me didn't. Alex danced with Audrey-whom I already dislike-and Luke isn't all that bad. It's almost fair, and Alex knows that I don't like Luke.

The main thing I was worried about was that I can't dance.

Seriously.

I will, no doubt, look like a fool. That's why I didn't offer to dance with Alex. He was the last person I wanted to make a fool of myself in front of right now.

So I did dance with Luke. As friends, of course.

Most of the time I just tried to follow what Luke was doing, which still made me look like a fool.

"Jealous of my mad skills?" I questioned.

"Huh, I could've sworn you were copying MY mad skills. You know, since I'm so talented."

I wanted to laugh at the last statement, but I knew that would be rude.

From out of the corner of my eye I saw Audrey looking at me. She was smirking, so I flipped her off. She just rolled her eyes.

"Isn't she so annoying?" Luke asked.

"If I had to live with her, I'd go mad."

"Yeah, everyone hates her, but she's got good connections with a lot of important and imposing people. That's why she's so popular."

I couldn't help but laugh. "So people only like her because she can get you famous?"

"Pretty much. Why else would anyone like her?"

It was nearly midnight when we left. The party was actually still going on when we left, but Alex has to get up early tomorrow. They weren't going on a private jet or anything; they were going by bus. They would have to travel a lot, so I guess they picked bus instead.

Right now, Alex and I were walking to his car. The lights from the house still flashed, and I could only imagine how long this party will go. Audrey's probably preoccupied alright.

Even her name makes me cringe.

The car ride home wasn't all that long. Audrey's mansion was nearby, so it really only took twenty minutes. For the whole car ride Alex and I were talking.

Audrey wasn't brought up, which is good if you ask me.

We both know she's a brat, so why bother with her. That's just wasted time. I'm planning to forget about that brat for now and worry about other things that have nothing to do with Audrey.

Most of the time I thought about what I was going to do when Alex was in Colorado. I was positive I was going to call Megan. There were so many things I needed to tell her. Hopefully, she'll be just as happy to see me.

Or not.

There's always Abby, though...

I knew I wasn't going to just be able to stay for a week at Megan's. I haven't seen her for a couple of months; it would be rude to just drop by and ask to stay. Maybe I could just stay in a hotel in a different town in California, if I can find the money that is.

We arrived at the apartment at 12:30. The moon was still high in the darkened sky. Today felt somber; like it was going to start raining any minute. The wind whipped at the trees. Tugging and pulling at the branches, as if the branches were prisoners.

Dreary, dismal, gloomy, somber. That's what it was.

The lobby was barren; the only people in it were us. It made the silence deafening.

Silence still remained as we entered the apartment.

I got ready for bed afterwards; there wasn't much to do anyway.

Alex was on the balcony, leaning on the railing and looking out to the ocean. I stepped out too, and went to stand right next to him.

"My mom used to say that I had the blood of a fighter," he said. "It's funny though. I don't feel like a fighter."

I wondered what brought that on. So I stayed silent.

"I really don't want to go to Denver." He ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, I don't want you to go either."

"Elena...I'm an ass, I know. But I actually really like you. "

I smiled as I stared at him. "I'd never thought I actually say this, but I like you too. And yes, you are an ass."

And with that, he kissed me.

*I'm going to try to post tomorrow, it's my goal. I probably will, too. But no promises.

I'd also like to dedicate this chapter to my friend Alyssa. So many funny and good times with her.

Songs that inspired me while I wrote this chapter:

The House That Built Me-Miranda Lambert (not a fan of country, but I love this song)

Dream-Priscilla Ahn

You And Your Heart-Jack Johnson

Quiet-LIGHTS

Love you all!