~Chapter Twenty Two~

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Because the arena wasn't far from my apartment, Corbyn and I decided to walk there. I did offer to drive, but he said that he wanted to walk. On the way there we stopped quite a few times from fans that were passing by, lots of them going to the show tonight. Some people even wanted to take photos with me which I thought was really sweet.

Sometimes I question whether this fandom actually likes me or not. One minutes they're all really sweet and kind to me, the next they're saying awful things. Most of the hate comes from online though, in person they don't say any of that to my face. I am struggling with the hate, but I haven't told Corbyn because I don't want to worry him. His fans are just looking out for him because they love him.

When we arrived Corbyn gave me a quick kiss and ran up onto the stage and was handed his mic and in-ears. Amelia came over and sat next to me in the stands.

"So, how was last night?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Shut up" I laughed, rolling my eyes.

"Does he know yet?" she asked.

"About what?" I questioned, even though I had a feeling I knew what she was talking about.

"Jeremy," she answered. "Have you told him yet? He needs to know Emma"

"No" I sighed. "I'm working on it though, I just need some time"

"Jeremy was a big part of your life Emma, you can't just get rid of him that easily" Amelia said softly.

"You know he hates me Amelia, especially after..."

"I know, but Corbyn needs to know. You've found someone that makes you really happy, but he needs to know about Jeremy and the past events that came with it. If you don't tell him, he'll find out on his own and who knows what'll happen then" she said.

"I love him Amelia, I don't want to hurt him" I sighed.

"Wait" she stopped and turned to face me. "Did you guys say the L word last night?"

I nodded with a smile. "He was telling me about Christina and then at the end he said that he loves me"

"Awwww that's so cute" she squealed, gaining some attention from the boys on stage. "But you know about Christina now, I think it's your turn to tell him before everything unravels"

"It's not like Jeremy knows about Corbyn, he can't do anything" I said.

"If he somehow sees a photo of Corbyn on the internet, it won't take long before he finds one of you two together" she said sternly, crossing her arms.

I let out a groan and slouched in the chair. "Fine. I'll tell him after soundcheck"

"You better. Because if you don't, I'll do it for you"

We sat there watching the boys fool around on stage for the next half an hour. Once they finished they headed backstage to get ready for meet and greet and limelight, while Amelia and I went back to the bus to chill in there.

"I swear, I was going to tell him," I said, walking over to the bus.

"I know you were, they just got caught up and didn't have time. You'll be able to talk to him before they go on though"

"Yeah, I will. I need to get it off my chest" I said.

No one is really around the bus before the show because they're all lined up, wanting to get as close to the front as possible. It's always after the show that everyone's around there. It's cute and all, but gets a little annoying after a while.

"There's a friend of yours in the bus" the security guard said as we walked over.

"A friend? Which friend?" I asked, curious as to know who was in the bus. I didn't really have many friends in New York. When I grew out of my bad faze, I didn't talk to any of them again, besides Amelia. 

"Some bloke, he wouldn't say his name, but he had photos of you two together from when you were younger and stuff" he said.

Do they really just let these people in the bus that easily? They might need better security.

I turned to look at Amelia, a little worried as to who was actually in the bus. We walked past the security guard and opened the bus door, walking up the stairs and shutting it behind us.

"Emma" Amelia said as I was pulling the door closed.

"What?" I questioned, walking up the stairs.

"Hello Emma" a familiar, deep husky voice said. I froze in place when we made eye contact.

"Jeremy"

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