Alone

Chapter 5

- Christina's POV -

I was with Allison in my limo on the way to my album release party. There were going to be a lot of people there but there was only a few people who I actually invited, one of them being Jordan.

Our limo just pulled up and there were paparazzi every where. My security guard pushed them out the way so I could get through, thank god for the security.

I got inside and was immediately surrounded by people, some famous and some not. I greeted them which felt like it took hours then I walked to the bar and saw Jordan. I sat down next to him and we talked for a while before someone came up to us.

"Hey Christina!" He smiled.

"Justin! I haven't seen you in forever!" I say, as I jump out of my seat and hug him.

"I know, I know. I've missed you."

"Aw I missed you too." I say as I hug him again.

"Congratulations on the album, it's really good."

"Thanks Justin. Oh, have you met Jordan?"

"No, I don't think I have. Hi Jordan." He says as he puts out his hand, Jordan smiles and shakes it.

"So is Jordan your boyfriend?" Justin winked.

I rolled my eyes, "No. We're just friends."

"Well good because I have a friend that wants to say hi. I'll be back." He said as he walked off.

"Was that Justin Timberlake?" Jordan asked.

I laughed, "Yep."

"He seems nice."

"Yeah, he is." I smile.

Just then Justin came back with someone behind him.

"Christina, I'd like you to meet Adam Levine." Justin said as he stepped aside.

"Hey." Adam smiled.

"Hi." I smiled back.

"Wanna dance?" He asks.

I looked at Jordan for approval, I didn't want to leave him standing there alone. He just nodded and smiled.

I followed Adam to the dance floor and we danced for about half an hour before we went and sat down. We talked and got along pretty well but he came off kind of cocky and arrogant.

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I woke up and realised I was in bed with Adam.

"Shit, not again." I mumbled as I put my hands on my head. I looked around and noticed that this wasn't my room. I got out of bed slowly and quietly, making sure not to wake Adam up. I got all of my stuff together and headed outside. I regretted the decision when a bunch of paparazzi started snapping photos of me. I didn't look my best, let's face it, this was the walk of shame. Of course the paparazzi had to be waiting outside, of course. I cussed under my breath and tried to cover my face with my hands. Realising there was no escape, I ran back inside Adam's house. I couldn't call Allison, she would rip me apart. I had to call Jordan.

"Hello?" He asked, answering the phone.

"Heeeeeeey." I said.

"Christina, what do you want?"

"I was um, wondering if you could pick me up from Adam's place?" I asked, cringing at my own words.

"Seriously, Adam?"

"I get it, I fucked up. Could you just please come and get me?"

"Alright, alright. I'll be there in 10 minutes."