Mines | revamped

Chapter Twenty-Eight;

Paparazzi

Fake.

He couldn't help but repeat that word in his head.

'How and why do you make me like this Chanel? Why do you make me care over the littlest things.'

Valentino and Chanel had stood across each other, looking into each others eyes.

He could see the guiltiness in Chanel's face and probably anyone else would notice.

"Fake?"

"Mr. Young I-" Chanel then shut her eyes and hissed as she placed a hand on her forehead,

"Mr. Young?" Valentino fake laughed louder than last time as he shook his head.

Chanel stood silent as she watched the man stop laughing and stare deeply into her eyes.

"I'm coming with you."

"Okay." She whimpered.

After Chanel's small whimper, Valentino had just left the room with no replies.

Chanel really did get to him in the worst ways ever.

He couldn't be bothered changing my outfit as it looked normal anyways so he just left it.

He then went downstairs and into the living room next to "him".

"When I come back, we're going too have a talk in my office." Valentino spoke without looking at him.

"Sure brother." August agreed with no hesitation.

After a few minutes, Valentino gave in and sighed. "And keep an eye on Noah."

August had just hummed in agreement, waiting for a 'Thank you' but all he got in return was Valentinos back as he walked away.

Valentino knew Chanel was going to take probably ten minutes more before she got fully ready so he just went to the car without waiting.

Meanwhile when Valentino left the room, Chanel could feel something happening to her.

It was guilt. Pure guilt.

She didn't mean to say that nor did she mean to call him Mr. Young.

At this point, she didn't even want to see his face anymore but tough luck because he's
was coming with her.

Sighing, Chanel grabbed her phone once again and texted Ash telling him the 'The car problem is sorted' and texted Chance "He's coming too."

Obviously Chance was going to think all sort of things but none of the things she was thinking was true and would never happen.

Chanel grabbed her medicine from the drawer and headed to the kitchen for water.

She was still quite ill and was not improving in her opinion but that was because she had stopped taking the medicine though for now on she was going to start again.

Afterwards, she took the medicine back upstairs then went down and outside.

She saw him in the car waiting for her with the front door open but she was going to sit at the back with her best friend.

Chanel walked over to the Black, Audi Range Rover and sat in the back with no context but she suddenly caught Valentino giving her cold looks from the rear mirror.

"Get in the front." He spoke in a cold tone sending shivers down Chanel's spine as he looked forward ahead.

"I'm quite happy here, thank you" Chanel looked out the window.

"I didn't ask."

"You don't want people thinking our relationship is fake." He scoffed. "Well, I meant learning that it's fake."

"Valentino..." Chanel mumbled as she chewed her bottom lip in guilt.

"So Chanel, please get in the front." He looked back in the rear mirror with a more soft look.

He done it again.

He's controlling her.

'I wish I could just tell him to shut the frick up and drive!'

Once she stepped out the car and headed over to the front seat, she slightly hesitated to get in but finally she took in a deep breath and got in the front seat.

Without even blinking, he started driving towards her house where they would pick Chance up.

After five minutes, they arrived where Chance stood.

Her outfit was a bit too much this time but Chance wouldn't be Chance if she doesn't go over the top.

If Chanel wore that then she'd be dead, she was sure of it.

Chanel glanced at Valentino with the corner of her eye and watched as he rolled his eyes at Chances outfit.

"Hey guys." Chance spoke as she got in and Valentino began to drive towards the city.

At first Chanel hesitated but then asked if she could connect her phone to play some music and he surprisingly agreed.

In all honesty, Valentino was mostly curious about Chanel's music taste.

The first song she put on was a type of rap that had a lot of sexual lines.

Chance started laughing and Chanel giggled as Valentino gave her a confused look. Though once the rap line came on, Valentino shouted at her which gave her and Chance a fright.

"What the hell is this?" He barked.

"Turn this shit off Chanel! For the love of god you're a famous woman and look at what you're listening! Absolutely disgraceful." He continued.

Chanel frantically pressed the pause button as she sat silently.

Deep down, she wanted to slap him extremely hard but she didn't.

Instead, she put on a more nice and chilling music and surprisingly Valentino turned the volume up higher.

They were all now singing songs together, forgetting what had happened before.

When they had arrived to the city, it was swarmed with paparazzis.

Valentino wasn't surprised, neither was Chance or Chanel.

'Great more pictures.' He sighed.

Once they got out the car, Valentino walked over to Chanel and put his arm around her shoulders whilst she bowed her head, pulling the baseball cap over her face.

Yet the paparazzis didn't take a hint and continued to snap photos.

They walked fast as paparazzis shot at them with strings of questions, Valentino would try to help Chanel feel protected but it wasn't working.

He stopped walking and pulled Chanel back as he instantly plastered his lips onto hers.

"Happy now you ignorant bastards?" He snapped after pulling back.

Valentino gripped Chanels hand and tried to escape the crowd but stopped instantly after hearing a reply.

A familiar voice had answered back from the crowd of paparazzis.