Australian Summer- Brenton Thwaites Fan Fiction

I'm it.

I couldn't believe him! I can't believe I fell for him. I didn't fall him.. No Sam. He was a liar, a fake, a jerk..! I can't believe Brenton.. Even if that was his real name. Why didn't he just tell me? He isn't the person I thought he was.. I knew it was too good to be true.

-------------- 1 hour earlier --------------

It was so nice we were dancing. The scenery was beautiful. It looked like something from a movie. The lite up porch.

It reminded me of when I was younger and I would go to this frozen pond where they had candle lights all around it. I would do my ice skating routines around it. I loved thinking of memories like that. My mother and sister on the side of the pond cheering me on, Caroline and her parents were there too. They were part of our family too. Well not really but I called then Uncle Tom and Aunt Marie. Memories that made me think I actually had a semi-normal childhood.

It was so nice, even though he wasn't the best dancer. He tried. Which was extremely cute. I can't help but fall for him. "I love this" he whispered in my ear. I almost felt like saying I love you. But I just couldn't!! I had to hold my tongue so I wouldn't!!! I just snuggled more into him. His cologne smelled so good. He had a firm grip on my hips and put his head on my shoulder. We looked at eachother and went into kiss when we were interrupted..

***********flashing cameras**********

"BRENTON" "BRENTON OVER HERE" "GIVE HER A KISS" "BRENTON" "BRENTON" "WHATS HER NAME?" A ton of people appeared.. People that I recognized from my house that time my dad called the police. I saw photographers and tv crews.

"Brent.."

Brenton grabbed my hand "shit! we gotta go"

I wasnt sure who to trust. I had that god awful feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Brenton" I kept saying as he grabbed my arms and pulled me. I didn't know if I should stay with him or go the other way. As we were running it started to rain.

We lost them after running through the town for about 5 minutes.

"Brenton stop it." I yanked my hand away from him.

"What was that?" "WHO ARE THOSE PEOPLE?"

"the paparazzi.." he said uncertain.

"The paparazzi? Are those pictures going to be in the news and papers?"

"Yes.. Lots of them."

"What?.." I said breathing heavily to catch my breath from running.. And because I couldn't believe was I was hearing.

"My name is Brenton Thwaites".. "I'm a an actor. I have tons of movies out."

"But you were working in a diner when I met you."

"Community service from when I was in college. I got into some trouble."

"So are there a lot of actors they go crazy for? Or are you sorta it?"

"I'm it."

The flashing lights appeared again..

Tears came to my eyes. I felt like I was just stabbed 10000000 times. I started backing up from him. "Sam" he said slowly walking toward me reaching his hand out. I ran back towards the parking lot. I hid in bushes so that the paparazzi wouldn't see me, till I could get to a phone.

I called my dad. I told him to pick me up.