aspen
"i don't think you understand just how much i hate the media." i ranted.
i looked up at xavier from where i was laying my head in his lap. he nodded to let me know that he was listening intently.
"i just want a little bit of privacy, but even that is too much to ask for, apparently," i rolled my eyes. "last night was supposed to be a night where it was just me and bil; nobody else. we just wanted one night where we weren't in the spotlight."
"i know," he sighed as he ran his hand through my hair comfortingly. "people don't realize that celebrities are human too and deserve to be treated normally; that they deserve privacy."
"it sucks so much," i mumbled. "i love my job, but sometimes i wonder if it's worth having basically no private life."
he didn't say anything, pursing his lips as he continued to run his hand through my hair. "what did billie say about the article?"
"she tried to apologize for it, as if it was her fault," i shook my head. "i assured her that it wasn't, because it's not. she then went on a rant about how annoying paps are. she also tried to get her management and all to get the article taken down, but the pictures were already everywhere."
"i hate that so much. i mean, yeah, everybody thought we were dating, but they didn't know. i liked that basically only me and billie actually knew that we were. those photos ruined that though; those pictures confirmed it, and everybody knows now."
"don't get wrong, it's not like i'm embarrassed that me and billie are dating; definitely not. it's not like that at all. it's just the fact that our relationship was supposed to be one of the only things i got to keep private."
"yeah, i get what you're saying. they don't know shit about your relationship though, alright? it's still private. yeah, they know that you two are dating, but that's it." he reminded me.
"i guess," i sighed. "i kinda wanna thank that stupid ass pap though because me and bil look cute as hell in those pictures; i set one of them as my lock-screen." i smiled.
"i hate that the pictures are everywhere right now though. i can't open any social media app without seeing them." i rolled my eyes.
"it'll blow over soon, i'm sure. some other celebrity will fuck up and everybody's attention will be on them instead." he gave a grin.
"you've got a point," i laughed. "they need to soon though."
§§§
it's now almost one in the afternoon. xavier went off to one of his friends house to catch up with them, while i stayed home.
my brows furrowed as i heard someone ring my doorbell. i wasn't expecting anybody to come over.
i got up and walked over to the door. i opened it.
"raelyn?" i looked at her furrowed brows. "what are you doing here?"
"can we talk?" she asked softly, her eyes searching mine. "please?"
"there's nothing to talk about." i shook my head slightly.
"aspen... please."
i clenched my jaw before letting out a small sigh. "fine. come inside. you better make this quick though."
"thank you." she exhaled before stepping inside.
i shut the door before leading raelyn to the living room. she sat down in one of the chairs, while i sat on the couch.
i watched as she sat with her legs spread a bit. she propped her arms up on her legs and held her head in her hands. she didn't meet my eyes.
"are you actually dating billie eilish?" she asked quietly after a long moment of silence.
"that's really none of your business."
"i've seen all the paparazzi pictures," she met my eyes. "i just... i don't know. it hurts seeing you with someone else."
"you had your chance, raelyn," i shook my head. "you blew it. you messed it up. you treated me like an option, when i should've been treated as a priority. i didn't and still don't deserve that."
"i'm sorry," she apologized. "i know i treated you bad, and i seriously can't apologize enough. i was just a stupid teenager though. i-i've matured since then, i promise."
"i don't know how you expected this to go any other way than me rejecting you," i met her eyes. "especially since you've seen the paparazzi pictures and everything."
"so you are dating her?" she frowned.
"yes," i sighed. "i'm happy with her. she treats me better than you ever did. even when we were just friends, she treated me better than you did when we were dating."
i watched as her hand hastily ran through her short hair. it was all messed up now, but she didn't attempt to fix it. "i'm so sorry."
i didn't say anything as she avoided my eyes again.
"we could've been perfect," she mumbled. "if i just... i seriously think we were meant to be, aspen."
"maybe, but we weren't meant to last."
she pressed her lips together before dipping her head and slumping her shoulders.
it wasn't too much longer until i was walking her back out of my house. once she left, i shut the door and leaned against it as i lifted my hands to run them down my face.
how could she have seriously thought that would have gone any other way?
i shook my head before walking to my room.
i need a long ass nap after that shit.
§§§
i groaned lowly as i stirred awake. i yawned and stretched before rubbing at my eyes to try and wake up some.
i laid there for a moment, looking up at my ceiling as i was still waking up.
i eventually reached around for my phone before finding it.
when i did, i looked through my notifications. i saw that billie had sent me a string of text messages, which made me furrow my brows.
iMessages
babyyy
*attached link*
i'ma need you to explain this shit rn
cause it looks really bad
but i know how the media likes to twist any and everything
and i don't wanna jump to conclusions
but it looks exactly like what they're saying
.
i clicked on the link. it was some article, that was posted earlier. in it was a few pictures of raelyn at my front door, coming inside it. then there were pictures of her leaving with messy hair. the whole article was basically accusing me of cheating on billie.
what the fuck?
first off, when the fuck did the paps find out where i live?
that makes me so fucking upset.
second off, this looks really bad. i get how someone could think that raelyn had come over to hook up. she left with messy hair and she was carrying her hoodie out, instead of wearing it.
it looks really bad, but i'd never even think of cheating on billie or anybody.
i went back to mine and billie's messages.
iMessages
babyyy
can i come over and explain?
i promise it's not what it looks like
yeah
it better not be what it looks like 🤏
.
i sighed as i rubbed my hands down my face.
fuck the paps.
fuck the media.
fuck people who can't respect my damn privacy.
§§§
a/n ayooo
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