The Past

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Hello. I am so so sorry. I just didn't have the time to write and update and oh god. Did I mention that I'm sorry? But I'm almost done with everything so updates should be more often. I hope you enjoy it! 

Sorry again!

"Soph babe, I gotta go!" You shout from your kitchen.

Her head pops up and you smile at the sight. Her now dyed red hair is still wet from her shower, she doesn't wear any make up and still looks beautiful. "Where are you going? I thought we would spend the day?"

You nod at her. "Of course, but don't you get tired of this?" You gesture at the air around you.

"Of what? Us?"

"No!" You almost shout, slowly you make your way towards her and take her face in your hands, "Of hiding. I don't want us to hide anymore. But I have to talk to Martin about it first. You know I never really... confirmed any of my... relationships."

Sophie snorted. "Yeah right. Relationships."

"Hey, I dated some of those girls!"

Her eyebrow quirked.

"Well I tried. Apparently I'm not so good at this," you shrug and grab your car keys. "but for real Sophie. We can't hide forever. People are wondering what you are doing here and Joe won't stop writing cryptic captions under his instagram posts."

"Okay, well then... But um, what about your fans?"

"Don't worry about them, babe. It sounds weird but, they love me. Some of them even shipped us when they first saw pictures of us."

"You just have to protect me," she commands and wraps her arms around your neck. You hug her close and breathe in her scent.

"I love you."

"I love you more," Sophie says and kisses your nose. In response you giggle at her.

"I really need to go now or I'll be late. See you later!" You tell her and quietly close the door behind you. Slowly you walk to one of your cars and choose one. When you start the engine, you turn it off and start it again, before turning it off once more. You roam through the car and look for some paper and a pencil. You are old school. Finally you find some and write down some words.

Pacific Coast Highway.

Crazy kids, rebel kids, lonely kids, saddened kids, wild kids.

Give me all your kisses, this is bliss.

You are my catfish.

Then finally you start your engine for good and speed off to meet Martin. You reach his office half an hour later and walk inside.

"Hello Marty," you greet him when you enter his office.

"Well hello to you too," he answers and puts down his pen. "Is everything okay?"

"Indeed it is. Sophie and I finally figured out what we want and she broke up with Joe."

"Is that all?"

"No, she lives with me now and even made up with Kaya."

His eyebrows rose close to his hairline. "With Kaya? Does that mean they talked to each other?"

"Face to face," you smile proudly.

He nods and smiles slightly. "And now? What is your plan?"

"Actually, I wanted to ask you what I should do, since it's a bit risky because of Sophie and Joe's previous relationship."

"What does Sophies management say about it?" Martin asks and leans back in his chair.

"They're cool with it. I know, I know. I was surprised as well. So? What's our plan?"

"Let me think about it, all right? I'll come by tonight and tell you everything about it. I have something to do now, but I will come up with something, yeah?"

You grin at him. "Okay!"

"Oh and (Y/N), be careful this time okay?" He says, worry evident in his eyes.

"Sure thing Marty," you say and leave the office.

When you are on your way home, you think about your previous lyric ideas. You really need a new song and actually, even though you tried to ignore it, you need a new album as well. Your fans start to miss you and you don't want them to forget you. So when you arrive home, you grab some paper and a pencil, so whenever you have an idea, you can just write it down and still spend time with your girlfriend.

"I want pizza," you whine and Sophie laughs beside you. You love her laugh.

"(Y/N), you always want pizza. You eat so much pizza I'm wondering why you are so skinny," she answers and strokes your neck. You lean into the touch and close your eyes.

"I work out," you smirk, without opening your eyes, still enjoying Sophies warm hand on your neck, but when you say those words she hits you rather harshly. Your hand comes up to rub the sore spot. "Ouch! Was that necessary?"

Sophie looks at you with her eyes squinted, as it would be super obvious. "Yes? You need to get your dirty mind under control." Both of you laugh.

After a moment of silence, the redhead speaks up again. "(Y/N), did you really date all those girls?"

Slowly you lean back into the sofa. "Ask me about the ones you worry about and I'll tell you."

"Amber Heard?"

"She's hot, but a few years older than me, so no."

"Cara Delevingne?"

You nod, then shake your head. "Well, we met a few times and said that we won't see other people, but never really addressed it as a relationship."

"Shaileene Woodley?"

"God. Everybody thinks we dated just we were close friends. No. For the thousand time, no.Now we aren't even friends anymore. "

"Lauren Jauregui?"

Your breath hitches in your throat. Your mind goes blank. You turn you head away. "Yeah, we dated."

"What happened?"

"Not now Sophie," you tell her, brushing it off and getting up from the sofa. "I'm tired, I think I'm going to bed." Without another look or word you go to your room. Damn those emerald eyes.

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