-the next morning in Paris
I woke up in the hotel bedroom in some shorts and a tank top. My hair in a messy bun, and makeup smeared across my face.
I rolled over to my phone which was already buzzing. I didn't even read the name I just answered,"Hello?" I groan
"Mer! You there? Hello?" A muffled worried voice says
"Yeah? Hey? Charlie?"
"Mer you need to come get me."
"From where? What happened?"
"I don't know. I need you to come to 176 w belm . Please hurry."
She hung up the phone and I was more than confused. I rushed to my suitcase and started putting clothes on.
I put a beanie on then a sweater and some ripped jeans.
I went to my car and rushed through the paparazzi crowd and screaming fans.I put the address in my phone and hurried over, I stopped at a red light and just admired the scenery. Taking in the beautiful Paris parks and buildings.
Then I saw a poster on the side of a bus. Spread across in a sexy lace corset was non other than ms. Ruby Rose.
Ugh god I'm an idiot.
Why would I do this to myself. You know and I know, I like her. I do. And I know I'm not suppose to. I'm not. But I-I just can't help it, the way she looks at me and the way she touches m-"
The person behind me honked loudly and I snapped out of my gay funk.I sped up and finally made it to Charlie's mystery spot.
I parked and walked into the giant building and through the French doors. And when I did I was so shocked
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Dying To Be Perfect (Ruby Rose fanfiction)
FanfictionMeredith Walker was born into a family of models, actresses, and great fame and fortune. But with being in the publics eye constantly since a child comes secrets and backstabbing behavior, with the pressure of having sisters to share the spotlight w...