Famous or Not... I Still Hate You

For Fanning Me

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We walked back into the room and plopped back onto the sofa. The TV was now turned to MTV playing music videos. I was never the type to watch music videos. Cartoons were more my thing.

“So ladies, did you enjoy yourselves?”

I nodded but Cassidy had to go into a full blown rambling session. Throughout the whole thing, Mr. Suit just smile and nodded. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t even listening. I know I wasn’t.

“So Andi, I see you are still shocked from your sudden kiss.” Mr. Suit commented.

“Oh… Um… Well.”

I blushed a horrible burning red. Oh I bet I look like a freaking lobster right now. I just shook my head violently instead of speaking. That was already a failed attempted. I had made a fool of myself and no longer wanted the attention.

“Um is there a remote to the TV?” I ask, skillfully changing the conversation.

Mr. Suit just laughed and handed me the remote.

“I thought teenagers loved to watch music videos.” he raised an eyebrow.

I snorted, “Well not this teen.”

I quickly flicked the TV to cartoon network to my favorite show, Courage the Cowardly dog. I love this show.

“Oh Cartoons. This meeting should go interesting.” he said.

As soon as that left his mouth, there was a knock at the door and it slowly open. In peeked the head of Adrian Drake Van Ryan. He slid into the room and quietly shut the door. I couldn’t help but stare at the hunk of a god in front of me. He stood 6’1, messy dirty blond hair(dyed), dark piercing emerald eyes, the cutest nose that was slightly turn up and the most gorgeous soft lips that had the pleasure of kissing my now very red cheek. He smirked when he seen me…. Smirked… smirked? Really not a smile but a little cocky smirk.

“So these are my two adoring fans that were in tears?”

He looked over to Mr. Suits. He then walked over and weaseled his way in between us, sliding each arm around me and Cassie.

“So girls, how’s tonight looking?”

I rolled my eyes, returning my attention back to my show. He notice and quickly grabbed the remote.

“Oh hell no. No kiddy shows. Tonight is about fun.” He flicked the TV off.

“What the hell, I was watching that.” I tried for the remote.

“Well not anymore, sweet cakes.”

He just moved it out of my reach and turned his attention to Mr. Suits. I need to stop calling him that, I pretty sure he had a name.

“Eric, it’s an club right down the street, make sure that me and my plus two are on the list. We‘re about to get an after party started”

“Right away sir.” Mr. suit, ah I mean Eric replied.

Eric pulled out his phone and walked out the room. I was kind of getting uncomfortable with this douche. He seemed so sweet on TV and in all his interviews, but he was an total ass hole. He was so not who I thought he would be. He let me down, and I promise I will never have and idol again.

A few minutes after Mr. Suit, I mean Eric, walked out, he came back in with a huge grin smacked on his face.

“Let’s go. I got you guys in.”

Cassidy was the first one on her feet. Usually I would be the one excited for a party, not the other way around. Cassidy was miss goodie two shoes. In high school she was a straight A student. Never gotten suspended and had not a detention. So I don’t know what the hell gotten into her now. But I could only guess, it’s Adrian Drake Van Ryan.

“Hell yeah, lets party.” Cassidy shouted.

Van Ryan stood with smirk and placed his arm around Cassidy waist. Oh no, this just spells disaster.

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I never thought that I would ever hate waking up, but today proves me wrong. The burning rays of the sun couldn’t have pick a worst time to invade my bright blue eyes. Instantly it brought on a severe headache. Oh why must I go through so much pain. I squint to block as much light as I could but ultimately failed. Looking around brought upon confusion and deepened my third degree headache. What the fuck? I glanced at a unfamiliar room, jolting up from the bed. Biggest mistake of my life. In a instant, I flopped back down onto the soft pillows trying to ease the pain of the sudden rush swirling in my head. I tried to piece together where I was and how I got there, but my mind drew up blanks. The last thing I remembered was being at the concert and meeting the world famous Jack-Ass!