Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Avery

I was in Olivia's and Amanda's room, helping them pack when I decided to take a break. We were leaving in 4 hours to the airport and I didn't want to leave. I started blasting songs on our Bluetooth speakers and we were jumping around and dancing.

I took out my phone and opened my social media because I wanted to know what's happening in the world. I see a headline saying, "A San Francisco girl going viral for her Riff off," it said and I clicked on it.

It was a video of me singing and rapping yesterday and I saw a ton of comments written about me. Many appreciated my singing, my singing in a foreign language and rapping skills, many said that I was pretty; some asked me if I was a singer or a model and many urged me to go into that business.

"Avery, you are viral," Olivia said holding up her phone and I smile because I knew it. I didn't know what to do. Just as I was reading articles about me, I saw Liam Carson's name next to mine.

"This San Francisco college student, identified as Avery Brooke is in Hawaii and has befriended the 19 year old pop artist Liam Carson, who seems to be in love with her. There's footage of him kissing her cheek, walking with her and some even say that they share a room. Who is this girl? And are these rumours of this San Francisco girl stealing Liam Carson's heart true?" it said and I almost fainted. What? I know who Liam Carson is? I am only with Asher and I stayed with him, not Liam Carson.

I search up Liam Carson and I almost had a heart attack when Asher's pictures came up. What? I couldn't believe this. I assumed that they look similar but I opened his instagram account and saw pictures of me and him, well my face was not shown but I knew it was me because we had taken those pictures. He had so many comments asking about me and some had even found my instagram account and started following me.

"Guys?" I say tears in my eyes and Olivia and Amanda looked up at me at the same time.

"Avery, we are so sorry," they said and I realise that they knew who Asher was actually was.

"You knew and you could have at least told me," I say tears rolling down my cheek. I was furious and mad at the same time.

"Avery, Liam wanted to tell you himself," Amanda said and I hugged her because I knew that he made them promise to him that they would never tell me. They had dropped me hints though.

"He lied to me and never once mentioned this to me. I am blindsided," I say crying and they rub my back. I was so hurt knowing that all this time I have been with Asher, he never told me the real him. I was played.

"Avery, it's alright," Olivia said after what seemed like forever. They had given me some space and they went back to packing. I sat there doing nothing for an hour or so and I decided to go get my bags from Asher's room.

I get it from there and I was happy to not see him. The whole room smAveryd like him, his clothes were there everywhere and I cried. I didn't want to feel this way. I didn't want to be so hurt. I looked at his side of the bed and it hurt me.

I went back to my room and it was time for us to leave the hotel to go to the airport. I silently took my bags out and my friends both looked concerned for me. I said nothing as I dragged my heavy suitcases along the hallway.

As I walked out of the lobby, checking our room out, I saw Asher and his friends come towards me.

"Rookie, you are leaving so early?" he asked coming close to me and I moved back. He looked hurt but I wanted him to know that I was hurt too.

"What happened Rookie?" he asked and I looked up at him with anger. I was aware that my eyes and my nose were red from crying but I ignored it.

"Nothing Liam," I say harshly and he and his friends looked like someone just gave them the information that they will be killed soon.

"Rookie, listen-," he started but I stop him by lifting up my hand.

"We have been together, sleeping in the same room and doing everything together. We even spoke about how we would make our relationship work after I leave here and yet you didn't even think that you should tell this to me. When I appreciated Liam Carson's songs and talent, you could have told me that it was you," I say and I walk up to his friends.

"You are Jay West the "PHOTOGRAPHER", William Cooper, Lucas Reed, and Mason Collins, the "MODELS" and yet you also couldn't disclose your true identities to me," I say and they hung their heads down in shame.

"You lied to me. You blindsided me so that you could have some fun. You lied about yourself when I told you EVERYTHING about me, my family was the biggest thing I never told anyone and yet I told it to you and this is how you treat me," I say pointing my finger at Liam.

"Rookie, everything I told you about me is true. Asher is my middle name and no one knows about it. I loved it when you called me that. I told you that I sing and travel around, that is true, and I sing and go on tours. I wanted to tell this to you last night but you looked so tired. I didn't you to know about this because what I felt about you and how you reciprocated it back, I was afraid that you would act differently if you knew the real me," he said and I laughed.

"You are making excuses now Liam. You could have told me long ago. That was why people were taking pictures with you. That was why you took the magazine away from me when I was about to read your interview. Just the way you think I would react if I found out about you, it shows how much you know about me," I say taking my bag and walk away from him.

Olivia and Amanda had called a cab and I loaded the trunk with my luggage and just as I was about to sit in my seat, Liam came over and held my hand. I turn back and look into his eyes and he was hurt but I was hurt too.

"Let me go Liam. You can go live your life just the way it was before you lied to me because we are done," I say sitting in the car and we drove away. I didn't look back even once to wave at him.

Tears kept rolling down my cheek even as I landed in San Francisco. I couldn't believe that I fell for all his lies and didn't even suspect anything. How he got the money for the room. Like literally everything.

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