Apartment below

Chapter 38

Sabrina

We had almost finished our food, my phone started beeping from beside me. I quickly glanced to it, Ceci. I looked back to josh, "I'm so sorry, can I take this?" I ask

He nodded, "sure love" he replied. I swiped the answer button, bringing the phone to my ear, "Sabrina? Where are you?" She asked. I furrowed my eyebrows, "I'm out for dinner with Josh" I reply

She sighed relieved, "oh good! I thought you were at home! Did you see the news?" She asked. "No.." I reply "oh..well you might wanna take a look..call me if you want me to come over tonight.." she hung up

"What was it?" Josh asked, turning my attention back to him. I had a confused look on my face, "She wants me to look at the news or something" I reply. Josh pulled out his phone from his pocket, his eyebrows lifting slightly

"Ah.." he mumbled. "What is it?" I ask. He flipped his phone around, showing me the news article,

"Fans left disappointed after an Insider from Peyton Meyer's team confirmed the relationship between Meyer and backup dancer, Vanessa lowden, The two being pictured together on the bed of Meyers private jet between Italy and London. This comes only an hour after photos of rumoured ex love interest, Sabrina Carpenter, was photographed out with fellow singer, Joshua Matthews. Does this mean it's really over for Peybrina?"

"o-oh.." I chocked on my words. Josh took the phone back from me, shoving it back in his pocket. I looked down to my plate, blinking my eyes. Don't cry, Sabrina. Don't mess this one up.

"Look Sabrina..what really happened between you two isn't any of my business, but anyone in this room tonight can tell your hurt by it. You've got to keep your head up, love. You got a whole career right on your doorstep, you got songs coming out, you could be my opening act..if he's all the way over in London doing his own thing, why should you be here upset?" He spoke softly

I nodded, "I guess you're right..it's just..what I was worried about coming true.." I mumble. He furrowed his eyebrows, "what were you worried about?" He questioned

"Her. Them. The disagreement Peyton and I had was that I walked in on them making out in the dressing room in Japan" I sighed. He made an 'oh' shape with his mouth "right well come on then" he stood up abruptly

I looked to him confused "where are we going?" I ask "we're gonna go do something, go have fun somewhere" he held out his hand for me. I bit down on my lip, taking it and letting him pull me out the restaurant

We got outside, sudden flashes all around lit up our faces, he didn't let go of my hand, Instead he just guided my to his car, closing the door behind me before getting in himself

"so where are we gonna go?" I ask "it's a surprise" he replied, pulling out of the carpark and speeding off down the road. I hummed quietly to the music playing in the car, my eyes looking outside the window to give me something to do

He turned round one last corner before parking outside a fairly modern building, the words 'TATTOO' written in red neon signs "A tattoo? You're crazy!" I giggle

"You are too" he replied. I shook my head, "I'm not getting one! No way I hate needles" I laugh. "Come onnnn, were supposed to be out having fun!" He whined

I glared at him playfully for a few seconds, "I'll even hold your hand while you get it done" he assured me. I bit the inside of my cheek, "fine" I mumble, getting out of the car.