Yours Truly, The Celebrity

The Past, Is The Past

Short Chapter!

»I look like crap.«

»You look fine.«

»I shouldn't go.«

»Yes, you should.«

»I'm changing then.«

»I'll be waiting.«

It's a month since Zach raped me and my stubborn boyfriend is taking me to a Hollywood party. If I'm meeting celebrities, I need to look fantastic, like more fantastic than the singer Rebecca Jones.

I raided my closet and found the outfit.

I got ready, I curled my hair and put a red hairband as the finishing touch.

»Come on, Babe! We have to go.« Ashton shouted.

I ran down the stairs, and his jaw dropped. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

»Okay, seriously. You're like the most beautiful girl right now. Well, actually forever.« He said.

I could feel my cheeks heat up, and I kind of liked it. It was nice to hear. I usually deny it, but not tonight.

He led me out to a limo!

»A limo?!?« I squealed.

He let out a small laugh, »Yes, Infinitie.«.

I did a happy dance and ran to the car. I heard Ashton laughing behind me. I got in the car and I'm pretty sure I was smiling widely.

»Oh Infinitie.« Ashton said while climbing into the limo.

I rolled my eyes and as he sat down, I scooted closer to him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

The drive was quiet, it was nice. When we arrived, Ashton went over some rules.

»Do not, and I repeat, DO NOT talk to the paparazzi.« He said.

I nodded, my hands were sweaty and I was fucking nervous. He held out his hand, but I denied it.

»And why not beautiful?« He asked.

I let out a small laugh, »My hands are sweating like a fat guy with boobs that just ran a marathon.«

He smiled, and grabbed my hand.

»Are you ready?« He asked.

I nodded and we walked out.

Click! Click!

Ashton! Ashton!

The photographers and anchors screamed. Ashton smiled and waved a few times. He looked at me and whispered this in my ear,

»Baby, the past is the past. Right now is the future, and I'm glad I'm here with you.«

I smile creeped onto my far and he bent down to kiss me, and we did.

He's my future.