Chapter 2

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*SUSAN'S POV*

Ashton gives me a hug. I want to pull away so bad. I'm so mad at him and also, I'm jealous. I would rather kill that girl. "Hi love" Ashton greets me. "Hi" I say back to him. I already said that before, but whatever. I am still looking at that girl. I guess Ashton noticed that, so he starts to introduce them to me like I'm interesting, "this is Olivia (that girl who I saw with Ashton, I really want to kill her, she's much prettier than me), this is Natalie (the girl with Calum, I don't care about him, but honestly, she looks nice and I think they look cute together) and this is Phoebe (that's the girl with Michael, actually they look good even I think she looks too young for him, but that's not my problem)." And he continues, "girls, this is my best friend Susan." I actually don't have any idea what to say, so I put that fake smile on again and saying, "hi, nice to meet you all." Well, of course I didn't mean it. In the case of that Olivia girl definitely not.

Someone just literally runs into the room. I turn around and see my other best friend Melanie. She's the band's stylist so she is on tour with them and left me alone back in Sydney. I run to her to give her a big tight hug. I am hoping for some time to talk to her. She's the only who knows I have a crush on Ashton. She would understand me. I need to talk to her right now. I turn back to Ashton, but he's already busy with kissing that Olivia girl. It's really disgusting. Fortunately, Melanie takes my hand and pull me somewhere.

When we were finally alone, she says, "I'm sorry." "Hmmmm" I mumble for a respond. "You don't have to be, it's not your fault. Anyway, he can do anything what he wants" I added. And when I want to say something else, I have to shut up, because Luke enters the room. "Hey Mel, can you do my hair?", he asked my friend. She nods and he sit down on the chair. And I got this feeling again. Like someone is following me. I got it back in the dressing room. I thought that someone is staring at me, but then I let it go. And then I realised it's him. He was staring at me in the dressing room and he's staring at me now. Even when he turns his back to me. He's staring at me in the mirror. I know that. I can't hold this anymore. I am leaving. It's just impossible to be in one room with him. How can I be on tour with them for about 2 weeks? I swear, if he will continue staring at me, I'll do something bad to him. I know these girls outside would do anything for Luke Hemmings staring at them, but I am not one of them.

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