Chapter Ten

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Marilyn's P.O.V.

What the fuck was going on? Was he really that pissed that I was talking to Matt earlier? I mean he was over there talking to Lee, what was I supposed to do? Just sit around and wait until he was done?

I had three options here: talk to Matt and ask him to take me home, have Austin or Alan drive me home, or call Rachel.

Obviously I called rachel. Somehow I managed to keep myself together over the phone, but all that changed when she pulled up and I climbed into her car.

"What happened? Where's Shayley?" She asked, concerned.

And then it happened. The tears just fell, and fell, and fell; I couldn't stop them.

"Can you just take me home please?"

"Yeah, yeah," she said. "But you have to tell me what happened on the way."

So we pulled out of the venue and made it about a mile up the road and I tried calming down enough to talk.

"Okay," I got out. "We came to see Bring Me The Horizon, and all the Bring Me boys started coming up to us to talk. Shayley walked away to go talk to Lee Malia and I was just kind of standing there waiting for him to come back, and fucking Matt Nicholls started talking to me. MATT. NICHOLLS. Do you understand how much will-power it took not to fucking start screaming and jumping up and down?"

"I'm proud of you; I really am," she smiled.

"So we started talking, and You Me At Six was on stage and we started like singing and dancing together and having a great time, and then lmakias took a picture of us-"

"As in Adam Elmakias? Like the photographer for like Pierce The Viel and all them?"

"Believe me, I was in shock, too. So we took a picture and kept talking for a few, but he had to go on stage; so before he left he took my phone and put it his number and said we needed to get together sometime. HELLO!!! Dream come true! I've only loved them since Dad directed their FIRST music video!" Rachel and I laughed for a second. Then I told her the rest after I danced with Alan and asked Austin where Shay was. I started crying again when I explained everything Shay said in his car.

"What a dildo," she said, looking at the road. "Do you want me to stay tonight?"

"I do, but you can't," I said. "I have to wake up at like 8:30 to get to the venue early so I can tune the instruments."

"Ahh."

"But I'm going back home after that. I'm not gonna stay around him all day. No thanks."

"If you want me to come over or if you wanna do something tomorrow just call," she said as she pulled up to my house.

"Thanks," I sort of smiled. "Like thank you so much, Rach."

"Don't mention it," she smiled, and drove away.

Once I was in my house, I made my way to my room, undressed and climbed in the shower again. I got so gross and sweaty tonight.

In the shower, I broke down again. Jesus I don't know why he has this effect on me, I've literally like never cried over a guy before, but Shayley had this way of controlling my emotions and it drove me insane and drew me in all at once.

I must've been in the shower for over an hour. It felt like forever, but I refused to get out until I stopped crying. I don't understand what set him off like that, I did the exact same thing he did. I just talked and had a good time, why was he so pissed? It's not like he really had any reason to be jealous; I mean yeah I've thought Nicholls was cute for a long time, but I'd never choose Matt over Shayley, I even told Oli I was 'Shay's Girl", so what the hell?

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