"He deserves better and we hope you rot in hell" another one said. I don't understand. I looked at them like you guys aren't trying to get a picture with me? Was this a joke? I didn't know what to say because I was still confused what was happening. All of the sudden, they threw their cups at me, pouring whatever they had all over me.

"WHAT THE HELL" I yelled standing there with my hands up.

"And this is for Madison and Jack" the girl in the blue shirt said. She pours her drink on me as well then throws her cup at my face and it snags my lip. The girl with the camera took a picture then they ran away. I move my dripping hair out of my face and stare at them. That did not just happen. Please tell me that did not just happen.

"MELANIE!" someone shouts and I look over and Gilinsky is staring at me. He looks back at the girls running then back at me. This is embarrassing. This is so embarrassing. I bite my lip, tasting the blood where the cup cut then shake my head. Don't cry Melanie, don't cry Melanie. Damn it Melanie! You're crying. Gilinsky grabs my hand and pulls me into the studio. He drags me down the hall into the bathroom and I couldn't help but to stare at myself in the mirror dripping. How could someone be so mean? What did they accomplish by doing this? I see Gilinsky taking off his sweatshirt and puts it on the counter. He goes and grabs some paper towels and walks over to me and hands it to me. I take them and started dabbing myself off. "What happened?" he asked watching me.

"I don't even know" I say laughing at disbelief that someone could do this.

"Shit Melanie, I'm sorry"

"Me too" I laugh still wiping myself off. I knew I was still crying but I tried to laugh. I rest the towel on my lip and squeezed it trying to dry out the blood. "I'm sorry. I know I should stay to watch the video but I can't. I'm just going to leave" I said. I was just publicly humiliated. I would really like to hide myself in my apartment and not come out.

"Yea, of course. Here change into my sweatshirt" he says giving me his sweatshirt he took off.

"Thank you" I say going into the stall to change. I took off my wet shirt and switched it for Gilinsky sweatshirt and walked out the stall throwing my shirt in the trashcan. I stare at my pants that were still pretty wet. 

"Did you drive?" he asked.

"No, I took an uber" I said pulling out my phone to go to my uber app. I knew I was still crying when my screen started to get blurry. Gilinsky grabs my arm and pulls me into his chest and I couldn't help but cry. It's hard dating someone like Cameron Dallas. He has millions of girls that like him. That really like him and they don't want anyone to have him because he's theirs. It sucks to know that because I'm dating Cameron, I'm one of the most hated females. I've never had this happen to me!

"I'll take you home" Gilinsky said rubbing my back. I stayed pressed up against him for a minute till I realize my hair is probably covered in whatever drink and he can probably smell it. I step back and wipe my eyes. I look in the mirror to see my eye-liner smeared, damn and I beat my face so good today. I follow Gilinsky out of the restroom, to see Johnson and Natalie were coming inside.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Johnson said looking at me.

"Melanie, you okay?" Natalie asked me. I look down and tug on my purse. I didn't want to talk to anyone.

"I'm going to take her home" Gilinsky says and we started hearing yelling. We look outside to see a few Jack and Jack fans yelling and of course... papz. Great. "Can I have the keys?" Gilinsky asked Johnson. Johnson gives Gilinsky the keys and looks up at me.

"You going to be okay?" Johnson asked me.

"Yea..." I manage to say looking down.

"Come on Melanie" Gilinsky said tugging my arm and we walk outside. I manage to make eye contact with everyone while walking outside because I was kind of scared someone was going to come up to me and this time throw a brick at my head or something.

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