The Twitter Scandal - Jauregui

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Everything felt right, standing there her lips against mine motioning at the right pace — it was almost perfect. Until an abrupt sound caught both our attention, it ruined the moment we shared. That sound was the ringing from my cellphone — the urge to push her away and let go took over me, I stopped what we were doing and apologized softly. "Go ahead," she whispered in a tone I couldn't quite decode, almost as if she was mad but she had no reason to be, or maybe she did.

A quick glance was thrown at my phone before my heart began to race, the time was 9:47 which meant it was late. "Kendall," she whispered behind me and I made eye contact almost as if I were asking for permission, she just looked away and I picked up the phone sliding to the right which answered the call.

"Y/N," I heard almost as if she has tried to call me a dozen times and I had just answered "it's me," I said.

"I've been trying to call you all night," I glanced at Lauren before walking away from the living room and caught a glimpse of Lauren sitting down on the couch as I made my way to the laundry room. "I've been uh...busy." I said — "the press has been everywhere, I never got time away by myself to talk to you. Trust me y/n, I've been trying to get a hold of you for a while but the last time I did my mom caught me." I sighed heavily and didn't speak for a few seconds "y/n, are you still there?" She asked and I didn't know what to say "Kendall, I need to see you." I said not being able to say anymore without sobbing.

"That's why I'm outside your house..." she said and my eyes widened. "What about security?" I began to think of everything that could go wrong like her finding it about Lauren or the press trying to barge into my house. "I got it covered," she said through the phone which now sounded so clear — as of there were no space between our call. I turned around, and there she was.

"Kendall..." I said almost shocked — "don't speak," her hand now behind my neck as she pulled me into a deep kiss.

"What the fuck." I heard loudly stopping me and Kendall — now she was the interruption. Lauren jumped "oh my god." She covered her mouth "why is she here?" Kendall looked at me "I was just uh...leaving." Lauren said "Lauren wait!" I wanted to shout but I didn't "should I be worried?" I frowned at Kendall. I heard the door slam from Lauren leaving. "You shouldn't be asking questions, Kendall. What the fuck? I went to jail for you, should you be worried?! Yes you should and then you shouldn't because everybody thinks I'm a heartless lover who deserves to rot in jail forever — I haven't even begun to tell you the shit I witnessed in there."

"Y/N, I don't want to fight, please let me explain okay?" She said a tear beginning to fall from her perfect rosy cheeks.

I sighed and walked back to my living room falling on the couch. "When I met your brother I thought he was the man who would put me on billboards, and I was right — because when I met your brother I was so lost with my career. I'll admit it, i was jealous of Kylie and Kim and how they had their careers right there and mine was nowhere to be found. Victoria Secret was finding models who's bodies were to die for, not mine." I shook my head "yours is perfect Kendall," I said. "Thank you, but thats exactly what your brother told me — he was so sweet at first. He told me what I wanted to hear and well I trusted him which was stupid — he put me on Vogue and Billboard it was nice to finally know where I was going. Then one day he wanted me to go to France for a shoot but all of my friends had made plans for me to go shoot in Tokyo — so I said no to him, something I hadn't said to him. He freaked. He wouldn't return my calls at all — he left to France by himself which worried me because I didn't know I he did or not. I went to go check up at his house and that's when I met you. When we first made eye contact y/n all these thoughts came racing to my mind, you looked so perfect as you dogged through my brothers fridge which is funny because I was also hungry." I smiled remembering the time we first met.

"You told me that your brother left to France and you had thought I went with him, and I assured you that I clearly didn't and that he didn't return any of my calls. You were so nice to me, I felt like I could tell you anything — and I could. So we talked a little bit and exchanged numbers so you could tel me when your brother showed up but it was really my excuse to talk to you more over Tokyo, and we did talk a lot — like so much. You were the first person I'd text when I woke up and the last when I fell asleep, I never felt the way I felt for you towards anyone not even your brother. And then when I came back from Tokyo your brother hand came back and over he trip you and I agreed to have a sleepover when I came back and you know what happened after that..." I nodded.

"I didn't tell your brother right away but when I did his face was emotionless — I couldn't tell what he was thinking. He said he was fine with it which didn't mean shit apparently. And I never told you this but he'd been texting me for a while — always on a late Friday like at 12 AM they were clearly drunken threats. I didn't pay attention to them so I ignored them then one day he showed up out of the blue and began to yell, he seemed a little bit drunk and off his face — that's when he threw a punch at me then again and again yelling things like slut, cheater and ugly. I couldn't escape him but when I did I called you then I called the cops." She finished.

"But why Kendall, I want to know why you framed me!" I said — "because...he knew a secret that nobody else knew, and I knew he'd expose me if I reported him. I was so scared I didn't know what to do I just freaked because the secret had to do with you, y/n I was scared of you."

My eyebrows furrowed and I sat there thinking it was my fault now it makes sense...