Chapter 6

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"Anna, I know it's been a hard month on you but you have to focus." Says Jean, a photographer from people magazine.

It has been a month since I broke up with James. He actually asked out Marley but she declined.

Marley and I use to be good friends but now I don't even speak to her. The media has exploded with rumours of what happened. why he cheated and how long. It just makes me depressed and cry. James has been on tour and hasn't gotten an interview yet.

Today is the first interview I excepted since then and I know already what the are gonna ask.

I strike a pose with the best fake smile I can muster. the camera starts clicking. I strike another and another.

" Alright people that's a wrap" says jean

I drop my smile and stomp off the set to my dressing room were Levi is waiting. he changed his hair again to a bowl cut and is bright red, like fire engine red.

"Hey." I say plopping down on my chair.

" Hey girly, how you feeling." he says running a brush through my hair.

" Tired." I sigh " I need a vacation"

"Maybe you should." he says

" I can't I'm filming soon." I say

" New movie?" he asks

" No sequel for, Lost in Love." I say closing my eyes.

"When?" he says massaging my head

"This summer." I say opening my eyes

"Girl that is not soon, that is in 8 months." he says putting his hands on his hips

" Well I have to prepare." I say rolling my eyes

" Well come back a month ahead." he says in a duh tone going back to my hair.

" I don't know?" I say unsurely "where would I go?"

" Bali?" He suggests

"Been there," I say

" Hawaii?"

" Went there for the last movie"

"London?"

"No thanks, James and I want there together last year."

" What about your hometown?"

" Uh not a bad idea actually." I say. Popping a complementary m&m in my mouth

" Well than go this weekend." he says finishing my makeup off.

" This weekend?" I say in shock

"Ya why not?" he says

"Um I haven't been there since I started my career. And I haven't really talked to my family" I say shrugging

"Well then go!" he says picking up his bejewelled phone and walking out " I've gotta go pick up some stuff for my niece. Bye " he gives me a kiss on the cheek an leaves

I look at myself in the mirror

Maybe Levi is right. I should go back home. it would be the best thing for me other than rehab for my so called heartbreak-depression.

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