Last To Know: Live Today.

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A/N: HELLO PEEPS!! today's chapter is a bit boring I guess but it has a lot to do with the story so I hope you like it. Gif on the side of Sexy Tom, he actually looks like a friend of mine and all my friends want to meet him now (not happening) anyways follow me on twitter @aleyeah and now the Sorry for my grammatical errors, my language is not English so obviously I have errors. Remember to VOTE, COMMENT and SPREAD THE WORD. I LOVE YOU ALL! <3

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It was friday and I just wanted to go home and cuddle with my blanket and my pillow and watch a movie. Yes, I was now a loser. Is not that I didn't had invitations to parties or well to hang out with certain boy band but I said no, I mean I wanted to but earlier this week the paparazzis were following the guys and they just happen to meet me and Neesha outside of work, which made me run. Literally I ran out of the place to come back home, my lie? Well I told them that I thought I left my curly iron on and that I magically remembered when I saw Jay's hair and apparently they believed me. After that I started to wear sunglasses and beanies, I think I was paranoid but still I need to be careful. I saw the clock for the eleventh time in five minutes and it was time to go home. I gathered all my things and started to walk out of the office just to be hit by a cold breez, when did it get this cold? Was the first thought that came to my mind. I embrased myself and started walking to get a taxi and go home. I was thinking about the movie I was going to watch tonight, What's your number?, I heard it was a really great movie and by “I heard” I mean the guy from the store told me it was a great movie so I bought it.

After ten minutes I found a taxi and gave the driver my adress. When I get home I saw that there were like five paparazzis outside the house of the lads. I wonder what was going on but I just stared at the floor and walked to my own house, when I open the door I throw my things in the couch and then I went to my room to change into more comfy clothes and to grab my pillow and blanket. I turn the tv and put on the news because I have been really out of the world lately, while I heard the news I started to cook dinner. Just a little pasta and wine for me. Now I sound like an old single loser, which I think I was, since I am 21 and single and a loser. That's when I heard weird noises coming from the backyard, but I didn't really payed attention to the noises when I heard something on the news.

“It's been over a month since the tragedy the Hawthorne family had to go trhough, the disapearing of their daughter the New York Heiress, Hayley Hawthorne” I heard the woman voice and just then a picture of me came up, it was one of many pictures I had with Dylan. “We have an exclusive message from her boyfriend, no other than Dylan Harrington, who is as devastated as her parents” She said and then a video came up. It was him.

“I don't know why would someone want to hurt her or her family this way, I just hope she is okay. I know she is strong and wherever she is we are going to find her, we need to find her. My family and hers won't stop looking, nothing is going to stop us, we don't care if we have to go to the end of the world she is the love of my life and I just want her here next to me and her family were she is supposed to be, were she belongs” He said in a calm tone of voice, but I could see his diplomatic face, he didn't cared a bit he just wanted to look cool for the cameras, he just wanted to play the broken hearted role.

I got angry while the people from the news kept talking. How dare he talk like that? Even more why the hell he still says he is my boyfriend? I was so angry that I didn't realize the glass of wine I had in my hand was now across the room shattered into a million pieces. I let out a big scream of frustration and anger. I took the closest to me which was the cutting table and I throw it too. Then I guess I lost control and started to throw a lot of things, good thing the pasta was in the over because I am pretty sure I could have throw that too. I sat in the corner of the kitchen watching the news, they were talking about something different but I actually couldn't hear a thing, I guess it was because probably my ears were fuming right now.

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