❝I NEED TO STOP WISHING THAT YOU'LL LOVE ME BACK, BECAUSE THERE'S A REASON WHY YOU DON'T LOVE ME ALREADY. AND I GUESS THAT REASON WILL ALWAYS BE HERE.❞
Rosé was irrevocably head over heels for her best friend, Tom Holland. The only problem? He...
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SHINE FOREVER CHAPTER THIRTEEN ❝ONE AND ONLY, LIKE A HOLY, I'M FASCINATED BY THE BRIGHT LIGHT OF YOUR BEAUTY, I SUBSTITUTE YOU IN MY DARK DAYS, PLEASE DYE ME WHITE AND BRIGHT.❞
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She's gorgeous, is the first thing that came to mind as Rosé stared at Camille Abbott. She had long forgotten about her best friend on the private plane, about his girlfriend, about the ache in her chest, and it was all thanks to Seth who made sure she thought of nothing but good memories and joyous thoughts.
But all that came crashing down as her coffee eyes laid on the sight of the tall, skinny, beautiful model standing not too far from her. She was excited to see Noah again, to meet up with Chris and Sebastian, but all those thoughts left her mind the minute she saw them together. However, she was met with this unexpected sight of Tom's girlfriend.
They're so cute together, was another bitter thing that came to mind as she continued to stare. She couldn't help it. It was as if every insecurity she had about herself was bubbling underneath her skin and this sinking pit in her stomach expanded. Every flaw she had growing up suddenly became a larger issue, every thing wrong with her suddenly stuck out to her, and it was all because of this beautiful girl standing in front of her.
"Don't look at her, Annie. You're beautiful the way you are," she heard Seth murmur from behind. He shifted his shoulder bag before he settled his hands on her shoulders delicately. It was as if he was scared to break this fiery person's hard shell. "Come on, let's go find Noah, yeah?"
She numbly nodded as she followed Seth's guidance. But no matter how hard she tried her eyes refused to let go of its gaze on the lovely couple. Rosé wrapped her arms around her small waist as she tried to calm herself down. She had this sudden itch in her skin, as if she wanted to claw at the soft flesh until it was red and gone.
She needed to leave, but she couldn't. Because at the end of the day there will always be something tying her back to him. Always.
"Hey, Rosie! Wait up!" Fuck.
Rosé squeezed her eyes shut as her grip around her body tightened painfully, until her nails dug through her brother's blue sweater and into her hips. This is real, very much real, and she knew by the way Seth's hands would tighten its hold on her shoulders.
I'm so stupid.
Shakily inhaling and exhaling she turned around and faced her friend. Tom was subtly dressed to hide his appearance as well as Camille whose face was covered by her sunglasses, a surgical mask over her lower face, and casual clothing that didn't stand out too much. But Rosé was still in awe that she could dress so casually and yet, she still looks like a goddess and nothing less of one.
And then there's her right across. Roseanne Chaewon Cha, an online college student who could barely keep up with her studies, daughter of divorced parents, and one of the many forgotten children of her large family. She was nothing special, nothing made her stood out like Camille did.
