Noah Schnapp - Will's Love Interest

Chapter Ten- The Comments

   (I'm just gonna warm you, this chapter will be long and intense... and you won't get a new chapter until Tuesday! Love you, but sorry!)

   "How the frick did you get a part on a tv show?"

   "You'll never accomplish anything."

   "Craving attention much?"

   "Like you can act, I bet your mom payed the director to give you a part."

   These were only a few messages people from my school sent me.

   I was rudely awoken at 5:00 in the morning with my phone going off. I scrolled through all the comments that people were leaving me on my Instagram photos.

   Why did I ever audition? I'm not worthy enough for this... I can't act.

"You should only open your mouth to sing. Acting would be a waste of your time. You are not a drama nerd."

   My dad's words haunted me in my head.

   I sat there as a single tear rolled down my face. I can't believe I was so stupid. I'm a idiot. I don't deserve to act. I hate the spotlight. WHAT WAS I THINKING?

  
   Ding

   I didn't want to look at my phone anymore; it was probably more people saying bad stuff about me. I didn't need that anymore. I already new I was a stupid attention seeker.

   Ding

   Ding

   BABY I'M DANCING IN THE DAR-

   I turned my ringer off. I swear those people are starting to call me now? I get it people!

   BABY I'M DAN-

  "UGH!" I whisper screamed. I flipped my phone over to find 3 messages from Noah and two missed calls from Noah.

   nOaH SCHNAPP😝- hey.

   nOaH SCHNAPP😝- carley?

   nOaH SCHNAPP😝- CARLEYYYYY

   I picked up my phone. No smile on my face. I don't think even he could make me happy right now.

   BABY I'M D-

   I decided to answer it, so he didn't think I did anything bad...

   "CARLEY!" Noah practically screamed through the phone.

   "That's the name." I replied with no emotion.

   This isn't the first time this has happened. I've had a lot of practice hiding my feelings. I'm a pro at it now.

   "I read all those comments..." he said, I could tell he was frowning.

   "I figured." I said, again no emotion.

   "Are you okay?"

   "Sure."

   "Carley?"

   "Uh huh?"

   "Talk to me."

   "I thought I was."

   "Don't do that."

   "What am I doing?" I asked, acting clueless.

   "Act like your fine. I know you aren't fine."

   "You don't know me." My voice cracked.

   "Carley, I know you enough that this hurt you."