𝐀 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 ✓

Chapter 28

Third Person P.O.V :

"Did she leave her phone here ?"
Hayden asked as the phone started ringing. A FaceTime.
Barron. The screen read.
"What should we do? She's mad at us."

Johnny asked.
"We should answer, you know."
Dylan replied back sassily.
Annie rolled her eyes, grabbed the phone from Hayden, and pressed answer, putting the phone away from her face.

"Hey, Barron."
She said softly.
"Annie..?"
He said through the phone, confused.

Adelle's P. O. V :

It was home economy class.
I sat quietly next to Aya and Basma, and watched the girls talking enthusiastically about whatsoever.
In a time like this, I usually would talk to Barron, and this time was no exception.

I searched my bag for my phone.
But it was not there.

Oh, no. This can't happen again. I can't lose another one.
Panic rose inside me. Menna was there, and she saw me searching my bag.

"Hey, are you okay ?"
I can't let her know that I know.
"yes, yes. I'm fine."
I said quickly, and ran towards Mrs Ghaida' and excused myself out of the class.

In Another Place :

"okay, thank you for letting us know, Barron. It really means a lot."
Pamela said through the phone.
"Anytime. Also, let Adelle know that her phone is with you guys. She panics a lot because of last time."

Hayden looked up to Pamela, who shrugged.
"Last time ?"
He sighed and muttered.
"oh right, you don't know."

But changed the topic. Nearly.
"oh well, it's nothing. Just give it to her, tell her not to worry about the papers, and remind me to throw that guy in prison for touching my Goddess and calling her a spoiled brat."

He said angrily, and hung up.

Adelle's P. O. V :

I went up to the forth floor, and saw my phone on the table. Right where I left it.
I sighed in relief.

Oh, God. I thought I lost you. I thought, hugging the phone. ( lmao, It's true. )
"No, you tell her."
"No, you."
"No, you."

I heard someone mutter behind me, and I turned around.
Hayden.
"Hey, Adelle. Great news !"
I rolled my eyes.
"oh, I really don't care !"

"No, You'll love it, I swear !"
I rolled my eyes, and stood still, as a sign that he should continue.
"Apparently the papers are fake, and the words were written by Pitbull himself, and he didn't even check whether he was right or not. Also, he wrote your surname wrong so..I'm guessing he was a little bit drunk.."

I chuckled.
Of course he was.

"who told you that ?"
I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Barron, of course !"
"That's great and everything, but I'm still mad that you guys didn't tell me about T. R. Knight."

I said, hurt. And walked away.

After School Day :

"so the papers are fake because Pitbull might've been drunk when he wrote them, because he's mad I fired him ?"
Barron nodded.
"Yes, and I think he just realized that the role will make him more famous. Even if it was just a recurring role."

I nodded understandingly.

"Goddess.."
I turned my sight to him.
"You know that..I'm leaving tomorrow..right ?"
He said, eyeing me sadly.

I totally forgot. I thought sadly.
I really don't want him to leave.
I hugged him tightly, crying.

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