Being A Rowland // joey birlem

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Skylar's POV

I smooth my dress as I look at myself in the mirror. (Dress above) It's only been a day since I caught Joey cheating on me. And here I am, going on a date with him. 

I haven't forgiven him. I don't know if I can. But the way he looked when I walked away, the look of hope he gave me this morning when he woke up next to me. It all makes me think about forgiving him.

I slide on black heels and touch my curly hair one last time. I look at him face. My septum ring  that once was a snake was now a gold band with two red roses on each end. My hair and makeup were both done by Sophia. 

"You look beautiful," Joey says. I turn around to see him in the doorway. He was wearing a black and white tux that complimented his light drown eyes. 

"Thanks," I smile. He sticks out my hand and I take it. 

"Where are we going?" I ask, my curiosity getting the best of me. He just shrugs and smiles at me. 

"That's not fair! Tell me," I whine, looking over at him. He looks me straight in my green eyes.

"I'm not telling you," He smiles before kissing the top of my nose. His cheeks turn red as he thinks about what he's just done. I give him a small smile, reassuring him that there's nothing to be embarrassed about. He smiles back at me as he pulls me out of the house. Outside, a limo was parked.

"You did not rent a limo for a date," I laugh looking over at him.

"I did," He smiles.

"You do way too much," I giggle as he opens the door for me. I slide in and wait for him.

The ride to wherever we were going took almost 20 minutes. When we finally get there, I look at the white  restaurant in aw. The name was hard to pronounce. Most likely french. Joey takes my hand and leads me into the restaurant. Once we are seated, Joey speaks up.

"I'm so sorry," He sighs, looking over at me. I frown. Why bring that up now? When we're having such a good time.

"I know you might never forgive me. But I do want you to trust me. I love you, Sky. And nothing will change that," He says. 

"I've been talking to Mark," I blurt. He looks at me with confusion.

"Not while we were dating. But once you cheated I had no one to turn to. So I texted Mark. And he's really sweet and I don't know. I guess I caught some feelings for him," I sigh looking at him.

"You what?" He asks. I take a shaky breath. 

"It's not like we're together. I could talk to who ever I want," I groan.

"I've put in effort to try and have you forgive me, or at least trust me. And you've been talking to Mark on the side?" He doesn't raise his voice but I knew that if we were outside, he'd be full out yelling. A waiter comes around, causing us to stop talking.

"Can I start you off with something to drink?" He asks. 

"I'll have an iced tea," I smile at him. Joey orders a drink, glaring at the waiter since he was eyeing me. When he walks away, Joey goes straight back into the argument. 

"I can't believe this," Joey groans, running his hand through his hair. 

"Like I said before, it's not like we're dating." I take a sip of the water in front of me. I needed something to distract me from the angry boy in front of me. 

"Me or him?" He asks, looking me straight in the eye.

"What?" I choke on the water. 

"Choose. Me or him." His voice is low and laced with anger. 

"I'm not choosing," I tell him.

"Why? Because you don't want to admit to be that you'll choose him?" He groans.

"No. Because I don't want to admit that I'll choose you. Because I'll choose you through anything and everything. I love you, Joey. Ok? God, why can't you see that?" Tears pool in my eyes as I realize what I just told him.

His face lights up with hope. He reaches over the table and takes my hand in his.

"Really?" He gives me a small smile.

"I don't know," I groan, but I let my hand stay in his. 

I hate to say it, but it's Joey. It will always be Joey. No matter what crap he puts me through. It will always be Joey. 

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The end.