Chapter 27

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Chapter 27:

Rosie's POV:

Gasps filled my room.

"He what?" I hear one of the girls say.

"In one picture he is holding a girls hand leaving the bar, and I thought maybe he is just helping her to a car or taxi like a gentleman. But I seen another picture of them both getting into the same van!"

"He could have been dropping her home?"

I am still in this tunnel of felling shocked, that I still don't know who is talking

"He wasn't! There was more pictures after that and he was holding her hand! Outside their hotel! Walking in to the fucking place with Niall and who ever the fuck the other girl was!"

My body feels numb. I can't comprehend anything. I want to cry but I want to just sit in the dark and do nothing.

I want to block out the whole world. I can't deal with people right now.

"Can you please pass me my phone," I whisper in a small, weak voice.

I close me eyes and put one hand on the desk beside me for support while the other is outstretched waiting for my phone.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I just wanna be alone."

"But-"

"Please," I beg quietly, my voice having no power.

I am given my phone and they all file out of my room, giving concerning looks in my direction and to each other.

They close the door behind them and I slowly wall over locking the door.

I jump on my bed, my face in the pillows. I felt angry and sad, but also frustrated.

Angry questions were running through my head. Was I that easily replaced? Does he do this in all the countries he visits?

I was feeling sad because he made me so special and just thinking of him with another girl, it brings tears to my eyes.

I feel so frustrated, my emotions are all over the place! I sit up, bring my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my knees.

I start sobbing into my knees. After a while I stop. I'm not going to cry over a guy.

I go over to my make up table to redo my ruined face. I change my clothes, noticing that I am still in my work uniform. I grab my favourite pair of light washed ripped skinny jeans and my All Time Low band shirt.

I scrape my hair into a messy pony tail and slip on my black vans at the same time. I put a small black and white bow in my hair and take a look at myself in the mirror.

'It will do,' I think to myself.

I get my phone and shove it in my back pocket.

I walk out of my room, into the kitchen where the girls are talking quietly among themselves.

"I'm going out for a walk I need to clear my head," I tell them.

"Do you want company?" Dani asks.

"No I'm fine thanks."

They all give me questioning looks.

"I'm fine really, I just need some air to clear my head."

I leave the apartment building and start walking down the street.

My thoughts start to wonder as I am walking down the street.

Why did he do it? Was it because I was only 16? Was it because I can't do the things she can do? Was it because she was a tall, thin model? Maybe it was my red hair?

I stop and look at my reflection in a closed shop window. Maybe I should dye my hair? I was deep in thought debating what colour to dye it before I hear a car horn beep and it snaps me back to reality.

I turn away from the window and see a car had pulled up beside me. I feel a bit scared until the window roles down.

"Hey," Brad smiles his dazzling smile.

"Oh hey. You scared me for a minute I wasn't sure who it was," I breathe out.

"Ha sorry Ro. Are you okay?"

"Eh... Yeah, okay is the right word," I say with a frown.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asks.

"Yeah sure," I say getting in the passenger side.

"Hop in, we can go to my place," he smiles at me as I buckle my seat belt.

We pull up to an apartment building and we both get out of his car.

We are silent until we get to his door. He opens it and says, "This is it."

"I like it," I smile. It's a nice sized modern apartment.

He gestures for me to sit on the grey L shaped couch in the middle of the room.

"So what happened?" he questions, looking concerned.

"Well..." I start, and I explain everything to him.

Tears slip down my face and he catches them with his thumb.

"A girl with pretty eyes like yours shouldn't be crying," he tells me.

"I only have boring green eyes. You have beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I have always wanted to have brown eyes. And brown hair."

"Brown hair? What? Why? Your natural red hair is beautiful! Not many people have red hair and that makes you special. Please don't change it," he says, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

We both lean in and he gives me a light, gentle kiss and pulls away.

He looks at me with a cute smile and I can't help but smile back. It feels nice to be feeling like this again. Happy.

I lean and kiss him once again. This time it was more hungry. I have missed this.

Screw Luke! He can go off with that skinny dumb blonde. I have Brad, now.

And two can play his little game of showing off.

A/N:

This is a long ass chapter!

I have so much homework to do this weekend it's not funny, but I wrote the end of this while I took a break from all the homework!

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