SOPHIE'S POV
Sophie ❤: Bouta tell Mikey
Kyle ❤: Time to see if he's better than Drew!
"So what I'm about to tell you so near and dear to my heart." I started.
"Okay." He said.
I began telling him everything I told Drew.
About my mom, my dad, my grandma, my psychotic aunt.
Every time I talk about it, I can't help but cry.
It's been eleven years and I still can't believe Kyle and I's parents died when we were only seven and eight.
"So yeah, that's it." I said wiping tears away.
He just stared at me.
He started clapping.
"You truly are the actress, Ms. Hall." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"You just wanted to show me your ability to act." He said.
"What the hell?! No! Who in God's name makes up a fake story about their parents dying?!" I yelled.
I felt more tears dripping down my face.
Hot angry tears.
"So all that was real?" He asked.
"Yes! My parents are dead! Never coming back! You're a monster thinking I made all this up!" I screamed at him.
"Sophie, I'm so sorry." He said.
"Sorry doesn't cut it. You're insane. Get out." I said opening the door.
"Sophie wait-" He said.
"No Mikey. Just leave." I cried. I watched him walk out.
I felt a strong presence pull me in to their chest.
"Sophie, Sophie. It's okay. I'm here. Just breathe." Drew said guiding me back into my room.
"What happened?" He asked.
"I told Mikey about my past and he thought I was acting!" I cried.
"The hell?" He asked.
"I know! Who makes up about their parents dying?!" I asked.
"It's okay. You got me and I'm never leaving." He said.
"Thank you. I need to text Kyle." I said.
"Of course." He said.
Sophie ❤: Mikey thought I made the whole thing up and I was acting
Kyle ❤: WHAT THE FUCK
Kyle ❤: Drew for the win
Kyle ❤: Pissed is an understatement.
Kyle ❤: I'll be waiting for him tomorrow outside the studio.
"Are you okay now?" Drew asked.
I nodded.
"I think so." I said.
I looked at him as he wiped my tears away.
Shortly after, I felt his lips on mine.
