Promise

Chapter 36 - liars wear prada

LISANNES POV

"Lis, where the fack are you?" Fleur yelled through the phone.

My mouth was too dry to talk so I just hummed something.

When I woke up, my head was pounding, the view I had was unfamiliar and the tattood arm that was wrapped around me wasn't the arm that should be wrapped around me. I stared at the arm and was just about to look at his face to make sure it was him. Of course it was, I knew his tattoos.

Before I move away my phone started vibrating. With all the power I had I reached out for it and answered the call, without looking who was calling. Not a normal word could come from my mouth which resulted in an irritated Fleur on the other end.

"Anne what the fack, just answer. Where are you? And why are you on the news? Please tell me it's not true?" she was still yelling.

My memories from last night were vague and my head hurt when I tried to remember the things I had done. Or the reason why I was here, in his bed, I wondered about what could possibly be on the news..

"Lis. Talk."

"I.. I.. I don't know what's going on. I feel like puking, right now." I manage to talk after couching a few times.

"Okay, but please tell me you aren't with Austin now?" I feel slightly relieved, but also more stressed out a little. Why would people suspect me to be with Austin? I try to get the pieces back together from last night but nothing seemed to make sense.

"Lis. Just tell me where you are and I will get you back here before they all come here." Fleur says after a few moments of silence.

"I don't know where I am." I admit.

"You what? Lis fucking think straight now. Harry thinks you're with us. So if we get you here before he arrives things will be fine." she was yelling through the phone now so I sat up, taking in the room, trying to remember where I am. Just when I started to realize where I was. The boy next to me started to make noise.

"I uhh, give me ten minutes. I'm coming to you." I said. She wanted to protest but I ended the call before she could.

"Please tell me we.." I heard her voice beng cut off.

"Morning." I was icaught off guard by a girl voice coming from behind me.

I turned around to look straight at Selena, Selena Gomez. I lost my breath and started couching. But I immediately grabbed formy ribs. Ah that hurt.

"Here." she handed me a bottle of water. "Drink. You were pretty messed up last night."

Her perfect appearance made me feel slightly uncomfortable. She was still in her pyjamas, with no make up on but she looked absolutely gorgeous. While I looked like a drug addict with messy hair and makeup smudged all over my face. Still in my party outfit from last night.

"I.. I need to go." I state and take the bottle from her and I start looking around, searching the room for possible belongings I could have taken with me.

"So you don't want to know how you ended up here?" she asked while she points towards and neatly formed stack of my stuff on the desk.

SELENAS POV:

I don't even know why I'm here with him, giving him a chance, again. If it wasn't for that cute girlfriend of Harry Styles. I saw her perform at the awards. She is actually really talented.

And then I found out she is friends with Justin. He introduced me to her at the afterparty, because she asked him if he could help her meet me. She was pretty far away. Not just wasted but trashed.