Lydia's POV
"Babe, go ahead and listen to your fans... go and believe I'm using you and I'm cheating on you. Go listen to the shit, that the fake limelights are spreading." I said looking at him with tears on the brim of my eyes. He looked at me with anger in his eyes. I packed my last bag. "No!! Lydia don't listen to him! Don't leave." Reese begged tugging on the sleeve of my sweatshirt. "I'm sorry" I mouthed to her sadly. I grabbed my bags and put my hand on the door knob. I sighed and headed out. I looked at the house one more time before heading into my uber. The Uber arrived at my old yet still new apartment. It wasn't as empty as I thought. I shut the door and slid down. I let my tears drips onto the cold stone floor of the apartment. Each tear fell slowly and made a small splash... I couldn't believe he would believe their shit....
*flashback*
I cuddled closer to him and kissed his pink cheeks. He looked down at me and smiled. I pecked his soft warm lips and buried my head in his chest. We were currently in his room. I looked up to him and hugged him tightly. He looked down at his phone and frowned and quickly pushed me off. I fell off the bed. "Babe? What was that for?" I asked in confusion. He just shook his head. I got back on the bed and scooted towards him. He got up and went toward the door. "Babe?" I asked concerned. "You know what you did. You're such a fame seeking cheater" he said softly but still mad at the same time. "Babe I didn't! Where did you get that fro-" he cut me off. "I have proof!! I can't believe you!" I looked at him shocked. He pointed towards the door.
*end of flashback*
I shook my head. I decided that I needed to take a walk. I walked down the streets of Texas. Texas can be really beautiful. I stared into the sky. I looked across the street and saw Zach kiss a chicks cheek. The chick giggled. I walked away to the beach. I feel like my life's a weird movie. I feel like my life's a movie.... 'I was a liar, I gave to the fire, I know I should've fought it, at least I'm being honest' Those lyrics were ringing in my head... A fan ran up to me. "Hi!!! Are you Lydia?" She asked me. "Yes, how can I help you?" I asked. "We all know the truth. No one likes you, you don't even deserve to have someone like Zach, your just a mistake that was born." She said, her words were like knives in my heart. The thing was, she was right. I looked down and she left. I had tears threatening to spill. I walked back home. I saw pictures of Zach and he new chick on Zachs Instagram. I ignored it. I saw who started the rumor. It was just a fan who used an editing app and was making an imagine for their fan page. Zach probably already knew and was only pretending he didn't because he wanted to break up with me. I shrugged my shoulders. What's the point of chasing after him? He's happy with the chick anyways.
I needed a director for my cover of 'One Last Time' music video. So I called Logan. Logan was at his house so I went over.
I went in and went to the fridge first thing. Logan rolled his eyes. We started thinking of ideas for the music video when I heard the doorbell ring. I saw the door open and it was Zach and his band mates. The chick was with them too. My breathing quickened. I was panicking. I grabbed my stuff. "Lydia, are you ok?" Logan asked me. I shut my eyes for a second so my head would stop pounding. "Let's reschedule the music video to in 2 weeks" I said walking out. Why? Why did they have to be there?
I walked out my Uber and heard a gunshot. I ran into my apartment. I felt a small pain on the top of my shoulder. My white shirt was now red. I called Logan. "Hey Lydia, wassup?!" He yelled happily in the phone. My breathing breathing quickened and I could barely speak. "Logan, c-call t-the p-police for me...." I said freaking out. "Lydia, I'm calling them right now, what happened." "No time to explain.." I said before everything faded away....A/N: hey everyone, it's Lydia, I hope y'all like it so far, I, so bad at writing books in the evening... thanks for reading!
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Zydia (Zach Herron)
FanfictionRoses are red White as a dove Story's have an end So does our love.... And it's not always happily ever after... sometimes there's ups and downs.... Life isn't perfect...