Chapter Fifteen

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Ella's pov

"Ella!!!!" I heard Steph shouted from downstairs

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"Ella!!!!" I heard Steph shouted from downstairs.

What is she doing in my house?!.

My bedroom door suddenly opened and it reveals the soaking Stephanie Richcord.

"Yes?" I asked not looking at her and focusing on scrolling in my instagram.

"You got it!" Steph said and jump to my bed.

"I got what?" I asked but this time i looked at her because of confusion. It will kill me someday, i promise.

"You win the 'Marcus and Martinus dance contest'! " she said excitedly.

My eyes widen, blink for 3 times.

Did i hear something? Nothing? Yes.

"Oh wait, my mom called me downstairs" i said and about to stand up but Steph talked.

"Your mom is not here" she said stopping me.

Ohhhh...... yesss.....

"I need to go to the cr, mr. Toilet is calling me" i said and walked to my bathroom.

"No you didn't!" She shout when i close the door.

I looked at myself in my mirror and took a really deep sigh!

This is my day today, actually. Why? I don't know the answer too. So yeah.

I'll admit.

Me and Marcus are 'friends for life' when we are just little kiddos. We promise each other that no one will break us apart. And the days i'm with him, that was the days i already fall for him but he moved to norway.

Well his nationality is norwegian. After years, me and my family moved to norway and sadly, became their neighbour. So my feelings kinda come back again and i want to hide it.

I'm hiding it. Right now, right this minute, right this second. I'm freaking hiding it!

I don't want someone to know about this feelings. And i would never let that happen.

I tear escape mg eyes and that also helps me to come back to reality.

"HEY ELLA! ARE YOU STILL BREATHING?!" Steph shouted at the other side of the door. "OH, WHY AM I ASKING A OUT OF BREATH PEOPLE WHEN SHE CAN'T TALK BECAUSE SHE CAN'T BREATH!? I'M SO STUPID! UGH!" Steph added and that makes me laugh a little.

I wash my face and dry it with my towel, i get out of the bathroom and face the 'Smiling-like-a-child Stephanie".

"Ready?" She asked in between those smiles.

"For what?" I asked.

"You're going to be on their tour next month as a backup dancer but with a twist...." she
Paused and make her smile wide a little bit. "You're gonna have a mask with a MM logo on it...gave it to me after" she said.

I nod. Don't have any other choice.

"pack now!" She said. "Haha, i'm just kidding!" She added and get out of my room.

Weird.

I have two more weeks to enjoy my days.

I get back to my phone and a notification interuped.

From email. Who could that be?

Good morning Stephanie RichCord!

Congatulations for winning the 'Marcus and Martinus dance contest!'

You'll be a backup dancer with a twist.
(That was requested by a friend!)

You and the other backup dancers will wear a MM mask!

See you next month on tour!


Someone please burry me six feet under now!

Calm down, Ella. You know, you want to see him too.

T_T Stephanie is the suspect. I'm calling cops.

♡♡♡

A|N:

Short update!

I thought i'm losing reads though! I'm sorry!

But that's all for now 'cause i'm litterally not feeling well. My head is hurting!

-Eliza♡

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