Stuck in the celeb's dressing room

12 Stuck in the celeb's dressing room

(Naomi's POV)

Okay, this is too fucked up- and not according to plan. Either make up another excuse or work something out within 5 minutes. "Josh" I yelled out running after him. "Please listen to me"

Come on, Naomi, come up with something! You've created situations worse than this ever since you were a baby in your Prada diapers. If you can get out of it then, you can get out if it now.

"Josh" I yelled out clearly, finally catching up next to him.

"I've never been in a situation where I have so much to say yet have so little I want to say" He said, looking at me more frustrated than anyone I've ever seen.

"Josh-" I started out.

"I am so lost right now and I'm not sure if it's because it is a legit confusing situation or you're a fucking good manipulating bitch" Well, William, you made it so easy for me to know what card I should play.

I am talented in many ways, I can sing, I can dance, I am wonderful at yoga, excellent shopper, and acting of course, is my game. Tears on demand is easier than picking out which bag to buy.

I formed tears in my eyes and looked down to the floor. "I've been with you for days, Josh, I've told you my most sincere reasons and for you to even think that all this time I was just playing you, Julie and Max on a string..." I shook my head. "You're unbelievable"

I let the tears fall and as soon as I saw his face soften, filled with guilt. I turned around and walked away from him.

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"Naomi" He called out softly.

I swear to God, all this, brains beauty talent, I should get paid to even be in someone's life.

"Naomi, I'm sorry" He said catching up to my arm, grasping it. I turned around to face him but avoided looking at his face. "Maybe there are other sides to this and I'm just jumping into conclusions, it just came as a shock and I just..."

"Do I really seem like the type of person who would do such a thing? Honestly if anything I've been so helpful-" I said with more fake tears running down my face.

"I'm really sorry, please stop-" He said, his face full of guilt. I lifted my head up to look at him and I was about to accept his apologies but then I realised I had put myself in a situation somewhat as beneficial as planned before.

"People are looking at us" He whispered.

exactly.

I cried even more. "Look it really hurts, William" I said breaking down. "If you think this is too much for you, see it from my point of view. I understand that being a huge celebrity, doing all of this is complicated but it's just as complicated for me as it is for you!" I spat out.

He was stunned and crowd started to slowly gather. Paparazzis spotted. Perfect.

"At first it wasn't, Julie was my best friend before Max cheated on me with her..-" He was so curious his face was full of question marks and before he can cut me off I continued with my little drama show. "There are so many emotions and feelings and old conflicts right now, I didn't know that was your Juliette but I was legit in need of help when I told you that was my ex boyfriend-"

"Naomi, look please calm down" He said, pulling me into a hug. "Everything's gonna sort itself out, please stop, you're making a crowd"

"William" I cried pulling out from the hug. I can tell people surrounding us, had taken photos and gossiped. He just smiled and patted my head, left a kiss on my cheek.