Love Hate - Alexis Renee Chavers (bearly read books TXT) 📗

will take you from me.” I finished. “Don’t worry she cant take me away, girl you know I’m gonna stay….with you.” he sang finishing another line. “Baby, I don’t know for sure, I’ve seen y’all around town together so long, your relationships so strong, baby can you just tell me.” I sang back. “How am I supposed to, I don’t want to embarrass myself or you. But I would do anything for you. Oh, all I want to say is, I love you.” he sang finishing off the song. “When did you make that song up, and about how many times have you used it on a girl?” I asked smiling. “One, I made them up when I saw you tonight. Two, I’ve never used them on a girl. Ever.” he replied. “Well then, now I feel special.” I said giggling. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I said smiling, with wide eyes. “Um, eating?” he asked. “No! I meant you and me. We can record that song.” I said. “That’s an awesome idea! Wow Adrianna I never really thought of that! We should get going then.” he replied. “Wait, hold on cowboy, our food?” I said pointing to the waitress walking to our table. “Oh, yeah I’m like starving! I cant wait to order.” He said rubbing his stomach. The waitress stopped before coming to our table and started talking to a waiter. Then instead the waiter came over. “Hello, my names Nick, tonight I will be your waiter.” he said looking at me. Oh my god, it cant be! That’s my ex-boyfriend, Nick, not Nick the waiter, Nick the ex-boyfriend! Oh, what do I do? Ok Adrianna just ignore him. “What would you like to drink, miss?” he asked. “I’ll have root-beer.” I said quickly. “And you sir?” he asked looking at Justin. “Wait, you’re Justin Bieber!” he stuttered. “Yeah, anyway I’d like a-” “Dude, your awesome, I love all your music. It’s just awesome, your awesome, this is awesome! Who is this? It doesn’t look like Selena? Are you Selena? Did you do something to your hair? You look hotter. Are you sin-” “Shut up! I’m not Selena and can you just take our order!” I screamed at Nick. Gulp. “I’m, um, uh, sorry miss, Sir what did you want?” he said backing away. Justin smiled, took my hand and put it on the table for all to see. “I wanted a Dr. Pepper.” he replied. “Ok, I will be right back with your drinks.” he said. I unhooked my hand and got out of the booth. Then I took Nick’s hand and whispered in his ear, “Oh, and never want you call me hot or hotter again.” then I kissed his cheek. “I’m very sorry, Adrianna.” he said laughing. “It’s not a joke.” I said pushing him away. “I think it is.” he said pulling me toward him. “Let go of me!” I yelled. “Fine.” he said throwing me on the ground. “Ow!” I cried landing face-first. This is why I left him. Ignorance, at seventeen he drinks, getting drunk and staying like that. “Hey, stop it! Now!” Justin screamed jumping out of the booth. By now, two employees have stopped around the corner next to the kitchen spying on us. I looked around crying and sobbing my eyes out. Then my eyes lay on my hands. They were bloody. But there was no cut. Then I wiped my face, and saw that when I hit the ground my nose must’ve cut, because it was bleeding out a great deal of blood. Justin looked at my face, how it was bleeding, how I was crying and right then, right there, he punched Nick in the face leaving him on the floor, knocked out. The manager came and gave us our drinks and meals free. Justin took me to the hospital and they said nothing bad happened. I just needed to let it heal and I shouldn’t touch it. The doctor gave me medicine that healed my nose and black-eye over night. That night I spent over at Justin’s after I got pajamas and clothes for the next morning. He was afraid Nick would come to my house. I met Justin’s mom, Pattie who visited us then left, saying she would see us tomorrow maybe. Justin and I watched the movie “Scary Movie *8*” then we went to bed. I slept in the guest room and Justin slept in his room. The next morning I called my agent after taking a shower and getting dressed, brushing my hair and teeth then made pancakes for breakfast. My manager Jason Derulo said Justin and I should make the song because it would be our big break as singers. Then I explained to him the paparazzi photos of my face covered in blood. He was worried but said I could take the day off and meet him that night in the studio with Justin to record the song. He said the less reporters the better. I packed my clothes and brush up after eating and getting off the phone then left leaving a note for Justin: “Hey, had a great time last night, sorry about Nick, and my drama networkL but you were wonderful thanx for being there for me and helping me out LUV, Adrianna.” I hope he isn’t mad at me for leaving him this morning. But I need to meet up with Demi now. I left, walking to the HOLLYWOOD CAFÉ .
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Publication Date: 06-08-2011

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