(A/N so this is my first fanfic! Jessie isn't in this chapter, but she's in the next one I promise ;) I'm kinda lazy so don't expect an update too soon haha, thanks to anyone that reads, ily xoxo)Chapter One"@JessieJ Just about to get in the shower #RoomForTwo #ShowerSex ;)" I pressed the 'Tweet' button and set my phone down on the bathroom window sill. I was always cheeky with my tweets, even the ones I sent to my idols, Jessie would probably never see it anyway. I stepped into the shower and proceeded to wash my hair with my favourite shampoo and conditioner. I'd often read fanfictions about Jessie tweeting and following fans and them becoming an 'item', I guess I kind of craved for that to be reality, even though it sounded ridiculous.After twenty minutes I finished in the shower, stepped out and wrapped myself in a towel. I eagerly picked up my phone and refreshed my twitter mentions. Nothing. Oh who was I kidding, Jessie fricking J wouldn't want to talk to some random 17 year old over Twitter. I walked into my bedroom and closed the door. After quickly getting changed and wrapping my hair in a towel, I flopped down on my bed and scrolled through my Twitter timeline. Suddenly, a tweet of Jessie's caught my eye "Someone just tweeted me asking about shower sex, lmao." I cringed, she had read my tweet. I refreshed my mentions and, as I suspected, there were a load of tweets from various heartbeats. I read the first one "OMG Rach!!!! She read your tweet, maybe you'll get what you want eh? ;)" I smiled to myself, I loved it when people shortened my name to Rach. I read a few of the other tweets, most of them saying how funny the situation was. My phone vibrated, indicating that I had even more mentions. I rolled my eyes as I swiped down to refresh, this was ridiculous. I took a sip from my water bottle that I kept at the end of my bed and glanced at my phone; Jessie had just followed me. I chocked on the water I was drinking but, luckily, managed to stop myself from spitting in out. I stared at my screen for what felt like hours, and just then a direct message came through. I opened my messages, secretly hoping it wouldn't be from Jessie; I don't know why, I just felt a little.. Nervous? However, it was. "Room for two? You must have a pretty big shower ;)" I re-read the message again and I couldn't help wondering why she hadn't of just tweeted it. I put it down to the fact that the paps would try and make a story out of anything these days and started to type a reply. My thumbs danced over the on-screen-keyboard for a few minutes. I had no idea what to put. "Well uh.. I guess you could say that?" I shook my head and sighed. I wanted to come across as confident and quirky, not shy. I deleted the message and decided to start again; "Maybe you could see for yourself one day? Lol ;)" It wasn't perfect, but my head was buzzing and I couldn't think of anything else to write.She didn't reply, I looked at the clock; 11pm. Shit. I had school tomorrow morning, I quickly settled down to bed, dreading the next day, I wasn't exactly the most popular person at school.The next morning I awoke feeling groggy with a splitting headache. I checked my phone, still no reply from Jessie, maybe my message had scared her off? I got dressed, did my hair and packed my bag. I never bothered with breakfast so I walked out the door and started the walk to school. As soon as I walked through the gates I could already hear the whispers between various groups scattered around me "I heard she's bi, ew" "Some people need to make their minds up" "What a freak" "She's just doing it for attention"I chose to ignore the whispers, I was always getting picked on for various things, and this term it just happened to be my sexuality. The whole day dragged, Wednesdays were my worst timetable day, but PE was by far the worst. I was always picked last, and everyone laughed at me when I couldn't play properly. I think even the teacher secretly hated me.As soon as the last bell went I literally sprinted out of school and all the way home. I had my own apartment that I had moved into a year ago, it was small, but it suited me perfectly. I opened up Twitter and to my delight Jessie had replied "Sorry for the late reply babe, busy day in the studio, and who knows maybe I will get to see your shower ;)"I couldn't stop the butterflies and I read the word babe, in my mind that was definitely flirting. I rolled my eyes, as I often did when I was on Twitter. Jessie wasn't flirting with me. I typed a less flirtatious reply this time "Ohh, recording anything new for us?" and by us I meant Heartbeats. We weren't the biggest fandom, but we were all close, and there was enough of us to constantly trend 'Jessie J' on Twitter.
