Chapter Eleven - Lies

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Johnny's P.O.V -
It's almost 1am but I can't take this anymore. I call Angie.

"Hello?" She sounds tired. I must've woken her up.

"Angie, I don't something really, really bad."

"What is it?"

"You know how I told you about Evie and I?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I gave her a letter yesterday-"

"Please tell me you didn't confess your undying love for her or something, Johnny."

"Well..."

"Johnny! She's engaged! To Flynn! He's going to kick your ass."

"I wrote a song too."

"You wrote a song?"

"I'm performing it at my show tomorrow."

"Oh dear lord. You didn't invite her, did you?"

"Well..."

"Johnny!"

"I had to, okay!"

Angie groans. "Cut the crap. You better not perform that song tomorrow."

"I have to. It's in the schedule."

"Screw the schedule."

"Angie..."

"Johnny, you've fucked up bad. What happened to moving on?"

"Moving on sucks."

"Yes, it does! But it's part of life!"

"Okay, okay, I won't play the song if you name your kid after me."

"Fine, play the song. Don't blame me when you're in hospital."

She hangs up. Jesus, I should remind myself to never anger a pregnant lady. Angie is scary.

I have a lot of thinking to do though.

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Evie's P.O.V -
I make my way into the bar. This is where Johnny is meant to be performing.

I weave my way through the crowd of drunkards and manage to get close to the stage. Nobody is up there yet.

I pull out my phone and scroll through Instagram while I wait. Some guy taps me on the shoulder.

"Hey sweet thing. What's a pretty girl like you doing alone tonight?"

"My friend is in the band," I reply, trying to ignore how creepy this guy is.

"Just friend? I know someone who'd be good for you."

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend." I turn, about to move away but he grabs me by the shoulders.

"He doesn't have to know."

He pushes me against the stage and his hands snake up towards the hem on my skirt. I try my hardest to push him off but fail miserably.

"Hey, back the fuck off." Johnny is standing on stage, looking down at us.

"This isn't any of your business."

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