Walk on the Beach - R5 Fanfic

Chapter 18

The next morning came and I had completely forgotten about the situation. Until I picked up my phone, only to find about one hundred text messages. People that I hadn't talked to in years were trying to text me.

I checked Instagram again, literally 500 requests. Same thing on every one of my accounts. I was being tagged in pictures that I don't even remember being taken.

I made the decision to go through my account, delete some f the embarrassing pictures and then un-private it.  I didn't feel like getting all of the requests, plus they'd find all my pictures somehow anyways.

It only took me a few minutes to realize that my privacy was pretty much gone. I'm not famous, but there's a picture of me floating around kissing someone that is.

It also popped into my mind that maybe I screwed up.

I'm supposed to be the girl that nobody knows. The one that nobody cares enough to talk to. I liked being that person.

If I date Ross, I can't be that anymore.

I got out of bed and made some breakfast. It really wasn't much, we were low on breakfast food right now.

I through some clothes on then walked out to the beach.  I needed time to think.

I sat down on the sand and looked out over the water.

The first thought I had: Was Jenna right?  Would all of this be gone when I leave?  I don't think Ross would do that, but then again, he's busy-and a person like me can be easily forgotten.

The second thought: Will I ever be invisible again?  I know that when I go home people will look at me different. People will want to know me to know the girl that knows Ross Lynch.

Or if Ross and I will break up, will I be invisible again?  Or will people still treat me differently.

I tried to close my eyes and calm my mind. It felt like there was an explosion of different thoughts.

I grabbed my phone to try to get my mind off of it. Obviously a terrible idea because it was still buzzing off the hook.

I went onto Instagram first to see how people were taking it. I started on my own pictures, looking at the comments.

"Bitch"

"#ugly"

"You're just with Ross for attention #whore"

Hate.

All I saw was hate.

As much as I didn't want to look at it, I couldn't stop. I felt the ball in my throat. I didn't know any of these people. There were so many comments on all of my pictures.

"You are a SLUT"

I looked around to see if anyone was around. Then I started crying.  If always heard people say ignore the haters and whatever, but now that it's happening...I can't.

I turned off my phone and buried my head in my arms. Definitely not invisible anymore