Chapter Nine

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Lara's POV:

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Lara's POV:

As I walked to my room, I sigh, bothered with the situation. Not that I'm mad at Tom- I know that it was an accident, and not only did I know this would cause me attention from the media that I didn't like, he too would end up with a bit of the burden once they dragged him in more than he was in already.

News outlets have always tried to distort pictures and relationships so that to call attention, and that included distorting my relationship with Tom. They'd allege we were secretly dating, and whenever we were seen with another person, they'd say they caught us cheating on each other. Even with Zendaya, they built up this whole story of a love triangle between us three, and it was terrible, especially when they tried pitting Zee and I against each other (or make it look like we were rivals). She is my only girl friend, and we had developed such a bond so quickly, I did not want the media to ruin this. So compared to how I'd just keep quiet about it and let people assume whatever they wanted, I was fed up. From then onwards I started to address everything. I wanted my fans to know exactly who I am.

I chuckle to myself thinking of how Zee and I shut up the outlets.

@Laradias: Everyone knows who Tom's favorite girl is. It's Tessa (his dog). How is this even debatable?

@Zendaya: I only read facts lmao

I take out my phone, and so analyze how bad the situation is. I didn't even need to actually read the tweets, because Tom, Shawn and I were all trending. I cringe as I give a quick all over of what people were saying. Love triangles, cheating, the usual BS. So I type out a new tweet, addressing this all once and for all and shutting the rumors up.

@Laradias: thanks @tomholland1996, it wasn't even a date  🙃😂

I immediately lock my phone, throwing it on top of the pillows as I flop onto my bed, huffing. But then I look down and remember the mess I'm currently in, and I ultimately decide that a shower would be good. It would force me away from my phone, and from what everyone will say about what I said.

After some good half an hour exfoliating, and taking a shower and feeling relaxed as hell, I decide to get my phone to check if Isabella called me. I so see my notifications on my main screen, and although Bella did not send me anything, I see someone else who did.

Shawn had left me quite a few messages, and so I unlock it, excited to see what he sent.

At the mere first text, my heart drops like a stone.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

I had tweeted what I did, and I did not even think what Shawn could have thought that I was implying. Especially after Shawn and I kissed and the guitar/dancing lesson became more of a flirting and making out session than anything else.

I put myself in his shoes, imagining that after the day we just had, he tweeted what I tweeted, basically insinuating that what happened didn't mean anything. I would be hurt.

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