chapter sixteen
james corden
illusion
/ɪˈluːʒ(ə)n/
(n.) faking reality
"DO WE HAVE TO DO THIS?" I whined.
"Don't be a baby Jade." Jesy sounded harsh as she cut me off.
"Sorry," I mumbled, getting off the couch and sitting on the spinning chair.
Perrie lay her head on Jesy's lap as Jesy stroked her hair. It hurt more than I thought it would.
Jesy said something and I heard Perrie's melodic laughter. Her giggles usually put a smile on my face but this time they didn't.
Instead, I frowned. I looked at my phone and aimlessly scrolled through my social media as we filmed the shots.
My tagged photos were only photos of Perrie and Jesy.
As soon as the director yelled 'cut' I turned off my phone and ran to the bathroom.
I sat on the cold tiles and leaned against the wooden door. I knew there was no use trying to stop the tears, so I let them flow freely. I felt them falling and splashing onto the floor. I held back a sob as I fixed my make up and returned before anyone suspected anything.
"Jade why is the bathroom floor wet?" Jesy yelled. "Can't little Poopey use the bathroom? Aw Pickle."
It was silent.
Nobody defended me.
That hurt.
It was a joke but I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks regardless and I frantically shook my head. I got up again and speed-walked out of the door and down the street.
I needed this to be over.
it made me sad so i wrote about it... at 3 am... you'd know if you follow me on twitter lol *plug* @ thxt_fangirl hope it was okayyy
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Fanfiction" can we fuck up just enough to see the world won't fall apart? " warning: you might cry. a lot. slowish updates sorry you will probably hate me. sorry in advance. a e s t h e t i c
