R E J E C T S

CH.15: LEAVE YOUR LOVER

"I can't believe you punched the photographer... again." Rob snickered over the phone.

"Yeah, well he had it coming." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm so glad I took a video of it! I posted it on youtube yesterday and guess what? It reached 10,000 views already!" He exclaimed.

"Well, it was a good punch." I thought out loud.

"He didn't really mean anything sexual by 'wanting your body' though."

"Who cares? I'm just in it for some good punching..." I shrugged.

*FLASHBACK*

"What the hell did you do that for?!" Harry yelped out in pain.

"For whispering inappropriate stuff on my ear. What do you think?" I said sarcastically.

"I meant it in a non-sexual way! I want your body to work for me." He reasoned out.

"What? You into slavery now? That's even worse..." I made a face.

"Modelling! I was talking about modelling!" The guy's out of control, I tell you.

"Or else what?" I had to ask for the consequences.

"Or else I'll file you a lawsuit for punching me not once but twice." He said seriously.

What a wuss.

"Alright, alright already! I'll model for you as long as there's no nude pictorials or something." I made one condition.

"You wish. Like I told you, it's not your body that I'm after... it's the money that I will be getting after I sell out your modelling photos." He said.

We kind of think alike... but he's clearly more rude than me.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"Who are you talking to? Your boyfriend?" Liam asked.

"No, my nana. Of course I'm talking to my lover." Sarcasm hits back.

"Well, you better tell him nothing about this." He says while playing video games.

"I gotta go." I told Robbie before hanging up.

"Relax, I told him we're doing homework together... not babysitting." I sighed.

"And he bought that?" He sounded rather judgy.

"He's not really the jealous type." I reasoned.

"I see. Hey, can you help me rehearse my lines for a play?" He asked.

"What play?"

"Wizard of Oz. I'm playing the cowardly lion. Tomlinson blackmailed me to do it." He confessed.

"Figures. What dirt does he have on you?" Now I'm curious.

"He says that he knows A LOT about me... didn't want to risk it." He continued playing.

"That's it? He's obviously bluffing." I clicked my tongue.

"No, he's not. He may just be a drama geek but Louis Tomlinson knows everybody's business. He does a lot of research too." He hit the pause button.

"Well, I'm just not scared of him. C'mon, lion, let's rehearse." I demanded and he gets up to get his script out of his bag.

"Roar." He reads out loud.

"Yep, that's about it." He looked pretty pleased with having just one line.

"Are you kidding me?" I shot him a 'what the hell?' look.

"No but he did write down some side notes about saying my line in five different tones." He busily scanned the script.

"I get stage fright all the time so I told him to lessen my lines because I tend to forget them on the actual day." He added.

How can he possibly forget a single word?!

*LUKE'S POV*

"C'mon, dude, put your phone down and let's start practicing some tunes." Ashton told me.

"But it's a Sunday..."

"So?" Calum said.

"We rehearsed the whole day yesterday. Can't we take a break or something?" I asked.

"Look, do you want to get famous or not? Unless..." Michael realized something.

"Give me your phone, Luke." He commanded.

"Why? What are you going to do with it?" I asked skeptically.

"I'm just going to take a selfie." He smiled.

"Oh. Okay." I tossed him my phone.

"Idiot. I can't believe you ALWAYS fall for the same excuse that I use whenever I secretly check out your messages." He shakes his head.

Darn it.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? 'I'll give you all of me, just leave your lover, leave him for me...' What the?" He read my text out loud.

"Why the hell did you send her a text message like this? Did I not tell you about 'playing it cool'?! When will you ever learn, Lucas?" He clicked his tongue.

"Hey, don't call me that! What makes you so sure I sent the message?" I folded my arms.

"Only because it says here 'Message sent 2 minutes ago.'" Crap. I have got to cover up my tracks next time!

"Must've been texting her while I was asleep or something... I send random messages when I'm unconscious sometimes." I lied.

"No, you don't." Ashton disagreed.

I winked at his way while Michael wasn't looking but it took him forever to get the message.

"Oh, you want me to agree with you based from the secret winks that you're giving me!" And now he finally gets it...

Michael just stares at me then shakes his head once again.

"You're one desperate guy, Lucas Hemmings. I'm not helping you get the girl of your dreams anymore. You have no discipline." He says.

"Fine then, I'll do it my way." I stated.

*CHER'S POV*

'I'll give you all of me, just leave your lover, leave him for me...'

I read Luke's text message and I don't get it...

Isn't this a line from a song or something?

Anyway, Sundays are pretty boring for I get stuck babysitting Liam while watching him play video games all day. Nothing interesting about that.

Just then, an unknown number was calling me.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Cher! Want to hang out at the mall and do some girly stuff together?" I'm pretty sure this was Bridgit's voice...

"Not really. How'd you get my number?" I asked.

"I'm calling from Niall's phone. Can you believe that he didn't tell me that he has your number all along?! The nerve of this guy... it's like he has a secret crush on you and wants to keep you all to himself!" She rambled.

"Oh really?" Now I'm interested.

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