His Girl

Your My Sunflower🌻

I grabbed one of doms bags. We walked upstairs and went into his wardrobe.
D: wow. It's tidy.
A: yeah... I was bored.
He opens his suitcase. I help him put stuff in the washing basket that is dirty and the clean stuff away. I pick up the washing basket leaving dom to fold and put away his clothes. I knock on Tom's door.
A: you have any dirty clothes?
T: yeah. Here.
He puts the in the basket.
T: thanks.
I smile before closing the door. I walk down stairs and go into the laundry room.

I put the clothes in and the detergent before turning it on. I walk into the kitchen. I sit in the counter and go on my phone. I was scrolling through twitter when I post popped up.
'singer knows as yungblud is seen with a girl in a hotel room that doesn't seem like his current partner Alex Bell'
I jump off the counter and start walking up stairs. Dom is standing at the top.
D: you seen it?
A: yeah. I'm fumming. Why cant people stay out of our business.
D: Alex. The paparazzi feed off of these type of things. Dating me means you dating everything else that comes with it. It's shit but that's what comes with being an artist.

I hug him. I know its hard for him. He can't do anything without being in the eyes of the public. I have to accept l that. I also have to accept the fact that if I want to become an artist I have to be in the eyes of the public.

Quick note:
The songs that I'm saying Alex is producing is by tate mcrae, so credit to her.

We both decide that we are going to try our best to not let the public know about our private life.

Later on in the night. We all decide to watch to go out clubbing. I go upstairs and start getting ready and so do the boys.

I walk downstairs joining the boys.
T: wow.
D: OMG you look..... Wait.... Since when did you own red bottoms.
A: since I took them out of my bitch c of  a mother's closet when her and my dad 'divorced'.
D: ah.
He grabs my arm and into the uber we go.

It's about a 10 minutes drive full of awkward silence and the occasional small talk. Dom gets out first and helps me while Tom gets out in the other side. We are greeted by a few of doms friends and that's when I spot colson sat at a table with a few others in the corner of the room.
A: I'm gonna go and talk to someone.
He nods as I walk over to colsons table.
A: hey.
C: Alex hey. So how are you? You look amazing.
A: thanks colson. I'm doing good.
C: how's the tattoo healing coming along.
A: it's doing well. Dom liked it.
? : dom like Dominic Harrison like yungblud.
I look over and its Pete Davidson. I roll my eyes its something about him that I don't like. He had his arm rapped around some girl.
A: yeah Pete. As in yungblud.
P: sorry. Last time I saw you too even in the same room was when you were datiny colson.

That's whn I heard it. The laugh that belongs to one person. Ariana Grande. I look at her and drag colson away from them.
A: since whn do you hang out with her.
C: since her and Pete became an 'item'
A: OK.. We'll I'm going to get going.
C: first lets have a shot befire you go.

He drags me to the bar and he orders 2 shots.
A: to....
C: to our past.
A: erm to our past.
We drink in and sat out goodbyes before I join back with dom.
D: where have you been?
A: I was talking to colson. Did you know Pete Davison and Ariana grande are a thing?
D: well I do now. Sit down and I'm going to get us some drinks.

Dom walks off to the bar and I'm greeted by a bunch of drunk girls.
G1: OMG. Your Alex Bell. I love your music. Can we please get a photo.
A: erm yeah sure.
I stand up and Tom takes a group photo of us and we part.
T: who knew a bunch of drunk girls would want a photo with you.
A: what's that suppose to mean?
T: you've only ever done one show.
A: yeah and...
T: I'm shocked people even know who you are.

I turn away before I start telling in another language because I have a habit of shouting at people things that they won't understand if the piss me off.
D: what shall we drink to....
T: alexs failing career.
I drink my drink before standing up.
A: ¿Por qué tienes que ser tan idiota? ¿Es porque me acosté contigo una vez y ahora crees que te pertenezco? Sabes que estoy con Dom. Así que deja de ser una perra tan pequeña y vete a la mierda

(why are you being such an arsehole? Is it because I slept with you one time and you think I belong to you? You know I'm with dom. So quit being a little bitch and fuck off)

Dom looks at me confused.
A: dom I'm sorry. I'm gonna go with colson for the rest of the night. I'll see you at home.
D: OK. Be safe and call me if you need anything.
I walk away nodding. I walk over to colson table and sit next to him.
C: yo what's up.
A: I started yelling in Spanish....
C: damn. To dom.
A: no. Tom.
C: fuck.

Doms P. O. V
I've never heard Alex speaking Spanish never mind telling in Spanish. But I know it had something to do when I left Alex and Tom alone while I got the drinks. I look over and see Alex laughing with colson. She seems me and smiles. I smile back. Tom sees and gets up pissed off. I follow him outside.

D: what was all that about.
T: what.
D: you and Alex. Why did you say that?
T: she deserve it.
D: why.
T: do you even know what she said. She said 'why are you being an arse hole? Is it because I slept with you one time and you think I belong to you? You know I'm with dom. So quit being a little bitch and fuck off.'
D: you slept with Alex.

I push him. My best friend slept with my friend.

Alex P. O. V
I sit next to colson. I see dom looking at me I look over and smile. He smiles back. I carry on laughing and talking with colson and his friends. I look over 10 minutes later and Tom and dom are storming outside and about 20 seconds later I hear the whole club shouting.'FIGHT'. I look at colson and we both get up.

As I'm running and barging through the crowd everything was moving slowly. Like a movie.
A: move. I said move. FUCKING MOVE.
The crowd eventually splits. I run outside and see dom and Tom fighting. I get in the middle.
A: stop.
They don't. I duck out the way quick enough to dodge a punch. I get up again. Get in the middle and push dom away.
A: stop.
Hes trying to get to Tom.
A: dom stop.
He stays where he is but Tom trys to get to him. I stand in font of Tom.
A: Tom I said stop. Le dijiste que no?
(you told him didn't you?)

He nods.
D: so it was true.
A: dom I'm sorry. But can we talk about this maybe at home.
We look around and people are recording it. He nods I grab Tom and dom by the wrists and get into the closest taxi.