descending (dove cameron x thomas doherty)

Chapter 15: Party

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A/N
i don't know if this book will have an ending. it could go on for a WHILE but also since it's based on real life it won't really end. i think i'm gonna (TRY TO) come up w an ending around chapter 25-30

also i'm SO sorry i suck at updating. i just don't know where to go from the point i'm at. if you have any suggestions, hmu please and thanks :)

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Friday November 24, 2016 - 10:00pm

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The night has been so. Much. Fun. We all got to hang out and enjoy ourselves. We didn't have to worry about schedules and characters all night. I kept a close eye on China though. I trust Thomas with my life, but something about China is weird, and I feel she likes Thomas, and I don't want her to have him. Um hello? He's mine.

Thomas and I were together pretty much all night. The only time we split up was when one of us went to grab drinks or use the washroom.

For some reason Thomas had to use the washroom a lot, even though he didn't drink much. He left for the third time that night, and told me to wait for him before they started playing games. I nodded, and sat in the kitchen while eating chips to wait.

It had been almost 10 minutes before I started to think something was up. I mean, at first I thought he was having issues with his...yknow, but now I think something's wrong. I grabbed my phone out of my purse to check if he had texted or called me, but he hadn't, so I decided to call him. It might've been better to text because of all the noise, but I'm so glad I ended up calling instead.

When I called his phone, he didn't pick up, and he always picks up. The second it started ringing, it went straight to voicemail, so I knew something was up. I checked the downstairs washroom, but it was empty. I was starting to get a little worried. Walking up the stairs as fast as I could, I checked every door. All of the washrooms were empty, so I don't know where he could've went. There was one last door I hadn't checked, and if he wasn't in there I can guarantee I would cry.

My hand was on the doorknob, but I froze when I heard voices. Loud voices.

"Why her! I'm so much better than her, and I've liked you longer than she has!"

"Well China, I like her, and I'm sorry but it's always been her."

"Bullshit!"

"If you'll excuse me, I have to find my girlfrie--what are you doing?! Get off me!" I decided to walk in then, and I immediately saw China pinning Thomas against the wall, and Thomas trying to push her off. Not very smart, considering thomas is 6ft and about 170lbs and she's 5"3 and about 120lbs.

I don't know if I wanted to yell or cry more. "China! How could you? I thought we were friends."

She sighed, but looked angry. "You've always had it better than me. The better show, the better job, the better guy," she gestured to Thomas. "and you, always act like the perfect person, acting like queen of the world, and I'm done. You're not Ms. Everything, and you never will be."

"I know that, and I'm okay with that. I don't have the perfect life, nor do I act like the perfect person. You've had amazing opportunities too, and you have to appreciate it. You're not going to live life the way you want, it's full of twists and turns and one day you'll find your perfect guy. I promise."

She rolled her eyes. "Bullshit." She looked me dead in the eye before saying, "Watch your back." And she walked out the door.

Thomas just walked over to me and wrapped me in a hug. "You okay?"

Now I wanted to cry more. "I just thought we were friends."

"Don't worry, clearly she wasn't real, and that's her loss. Plus you have me, and your actual real friends. You're fine without her."

I smiled a little, despite my sadness. "You're right. Thank you. For the loyalty too."

"Of course, always. I only like you, and no one else. I'm always and only yours. Don't ever doubt that."

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