Bulls In the Bronx | PTV [ROUGH EDITING]

I'd Rather Die Than Be Famous *

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                   Bulls In The Bronx [Fan Fiction] Project - By RainPierce

                                        I'd Rather Die Than Be Famous

Well, that was... interesting. I sigh and close my laptop, slowly. Because I mean, I'm a bit upset so I can break that shit right off pretty good.

Just thinking about it, this was very unexpected, even though it should be. I mean, I'm dealing with famous boys who are on many boys' or girls' lists on "to date in the future." Well I surely pissed off a great amount of them. Good goin', Bella, excellent job. But, then again, there shouldn't be no misunderstandings, I'm not even close to dating one of the members.

Then again, I never thought news would spread this quickly... Me and Jaime haven't said nothing about going out, for real. I mean, I don't even think we are going to be a thing, I mean, seriously, who wants to date me? It's not low confidence but like what makes boys come to my yard, anyways? It's like we're playing the game "are we going out or what." I'm pretty sure since there has been no "wanna go out with me" yet, and no hints whatsoever that Jaime really likes me. I just don't know if we have a thing, I mean I don't know my mind's kind of a mess right now.

But this one stalker played the good card, and had taken pictures of me with him and published it online. How is this real? Just, wow, seriously. Plus, there are many people calling me a slut, bitch, whore... Without even know me. Now that pretty much sucks if you think about it. Really great, honestly. (This is all sarcasm if you feel me)

Well, it's not all bad now that I think about it. There were some people who had defended me against those bullies, and I'm thankful for that. I know for a fact that fandoms don't always have a sour side to them.

I guess I know what Stephanie and Frenchie, or any past girlfriend really, went through when some fans found out they were dating a Pierce the Veil member.

I wonder if Jaime knows about this.

Well, I don't think he does, he would've talked to me about it at the supermarket. No, these pictures were posted today, so there's no way Jaime knows already.

"Bella?"

I jump from my seat, a little startled. "Jesus," I whisper, slowly turning around only to see Jaime walking towards me, smiling.

"Yeah, Jaime?" I ask, looking up at him.

He stops and stares at me for a good second. He notices me frowning, and so he does too, "What's wrong?" Dammit, great way to make it obvious.

I sigh and shrug, opening up my laptop once again, deciding to show him the tweets and pictures. I had reopened the tumblr page in order for him to see it himself. His eyes widened a bit surprised, looking at the posts. "What's this?"

I turn to look at him, and then realize how close he was leaning over my shoulder to look at the screen. My eyes widen a bit, and unintentionally they drop to look down at his lips. Noticing my staring, he turns to look at me and I feel my heart jumping right out of my ass. I can almost feel him breathing on me.

"Whoa," I whisper, looking away quickly. So close. I clear my throat, "Um," I say, and my voice comes out shaky. "Somebody took pictures of us, together." I replied, not making eye contact. Jesus Christ, that was actually really close.

He sighs, and I feel him get even more closer. This time he's completely behind me. Both his arms around me, with his hands placed on the desk. He's leaning in closer, examining the blog even more. I look at him from the corner of my eye and feel nervous all of a sudden. We are so close, what is life.