Behind the Scenes (A Mikey Fusco Love Story) *Completed*

Chapter Sixteen

(Gabrielle's POV ; One week later)

"Drea, this is gonna be amazing!" I bounced excitedly in my seat as we drove to the House of Blues for the boys' performance. "They're going to kill it Gab. And maybe tonight you'll get that picture with Mikey." She winked, checking her make up in her compact mirror. I blushed, and smiled. Before I could respond, we pulled up to the club. The place was swarmed with paparazzi, so I grabbed Drea's hand, and ran through the crowd, the camera crew following on my tail. We sat in our front row seats, and I smiled when I saw the boys behind the curtain practicing. Mikey saw me, and waved, making me smile. They looked so cute! I stood up and took a picture of the stage for my collage going on Instagram later, and sat back in my seat as the show started. "Um, Gab..." Drea shook my arm, getting my attention. "Yes?" I asked, facing her. "You should see this." Drea handed me her phone, a video of Mikey paused on her screen. I bit my lip nervously. "Should I be scared?" "Just, uh, watch..." Drea handed me her headphones, and sighed. I plugged them in, and put them in my ears, letting the video play. "Next week on Dressed For Success!" Uh oh. This can't be good. Mikey showed up, on the phone. You could hear the person on the other line talking. "Are you just using Gab for the fame?" I held my breath as I waited for Mikey's response. He laughed. "Yeah I am just using her... It worked, didn't it?" I paused the video, and closed my eyes so no one could see the tears building up. How could he do this to me? No, how could I have been so stupid? I gave Drea back her phone, and got up. "Let's go." She nodded, and grabbed her purse, grabbing my hand again as we both walked back outside. I sniffled, and hid my face from the cameras. I can't believe he'd do this to me...

(Mikey's POV)

I walked backstage, carrying my guitar around my neck. I'm so excited! Not only are we performing at the House of Blues, but Gab is here... Everything was perfect. I decided to go say hi to her before the show started. I walked down the stairs to her and Drea's seat, only to see them missing. I looked around confused, and decided to just follow the crowd forming outside. Maybe she needed to get something from the car? I saw her then, walking to the car, her arm linked into Drea's. "Gab!" I called, making everyone's attention turn to me, except Gab's. She said something to Drea, and Drea nodded, and walked towards me. "Hey Drea, what's u-" "Listen here, pretty boy." She cut me off. "You better keep your sorry ass away from my best friend, she's done being your ticket to fame." I looked at her confused, but before I could defend myself, Drea walked away. I followed her to the car, pushing my way through the crowd. "Drea?! Gab?! Talk to me!" I pleaded. Gab stopped getting into her car, and stomped towards me, her eyes dark. "Listen here, Fusco... I thought we were best friends, but I guess not. Your secret is up, idiot! I'm done letting you use me... I guess it's just as much my fault as it is yours... I should've known better..." She paused, her voice catching in her throat. She coughed, and looked at me. "Goodbye, Mikey." And with that she was gone...