BoTH oF Us (#Wattys2017) |Completed|✔

EIGHTEEN~ Rumors anyone?

Heyya wattpadians this is the next chapter. A lot of drama in this one....i hope you enjoy!

~Amelia

I waited until we went outside to punch the guy in the stomach. Let me explain why. Its Justin! And he followed me AND led the paparazzi here! And I was fuming mad. He told them I was his girlfriend. Although I would love to be, but this boy is the death of me!

"Can I get a thank you?" he askedm

. "Nah. Why should I? You led them here. You told them a rumor. A lie! And now its going to be in the magazines and TV!" i said furiously.

He snorted," Like i don't know that. You don't know who my mom is?" I smiled.

"Of course. She's your mom." i said sweetly.

He rolled his eyes. "Like do you know who she is?" he asked.

"Your mom. Duh." i said slowly

"She is Roxy Wilde!" he exclaimed.

My mouth went dry. The Roxy Wilde. My idol. I want to be just like her. She is a famous fashion designer. My mouth was agape.

"You never heard of her?" he asked quietly.

I nodded my head enthusiastically. "I love her! She is my idol! OMG! Im fangirling!!!!" I squealed. He chuckled. "Are you okay?" he asked with worry. I stopped jumping and cleared my throat. "Yeah. Just a little surprised and excited." i stated calmly.

"I have to tell you something. Or ask." I said slowly. He nodded. "Ok. So are you with....Haley?" I asked. "Yes..." he said quietly.

That's all i needed to hear. One word. That one word crushed me. It felt like someone took a boulder and crushed my heart into tiny little pieces. I smiled widely. "C'mon we should get going." I said. He nodded with a pale face.

As we walked home there was an awkward silence. A million thoughts ran through my head. Haley, my bully. Haley the girl that hates me. Haley, his girlfriend. I swear i feel like someone stabbed my heart and watched me bleed to death.

I stopped walking. Finally Justin noticed that I didn't stop and he asked," What's wrong?" I gulped.

"Why'd you kiss me?" i ask. I could see the faint blush on his neck as he gulped his adams apple bobbed. "It meant nothing. Im sorry for leading you on. The kiss was nothing." he said coldly. I nodded slowly. He walked ahead of me while I stayed behind him trying to contain the tears. I was so blind. To ever think that he likes me.

My tears turned into anger and annoyance. Finally we made it home well to my dad's home. I went straight past Justin and upstairs to my mom's old room. I jumped on her bed and cried into the pillow. I let out all of my anger. I scream into the pillow. As I kept crying my eyes started to droop and soon slumber swallowed me whole.

I woke up to the sound of annoyance. Well more like Van jumping on my bed. "Wakey! Wakey! Millie!" he sang. "No!" i groaned into the pillow. "C'mon we have 30 minutes!" he whined. My eyes shot open and I got up fast. I ran to my closet. "Why didn't you wake me?! I asked.

"I just did. And what happened to your face?" he asked. I turned around from my closet and quirked an eyebrow. "What do you- OH MY CHICKEN NUGGETS!" i yelled. I looked at myself in the wall mirror. I had make-up all over my face. The eyeshadow was smeared. My pink lip gloss was smudged over my lips. And the mascara was trailing down my eyes to my cheeks. I look like a clown!

I glared daggers at him and went into the restroom to wipe my face. I splashed water on my face and I accidently got it in my nose. Van saw me abd started to laugh. "Shut up!" i said. "So why does it look like you tried to make a clown face on your pillow?" Van asked. Don't get me wrong im still mad at him, but i have to make some effort to tell him about Harleys plan. I sat on the bed next to him.