9. Scars Fade
3 weeks later...
It was the last show before we have a few week break from tour. I was so excited. But at the same time I wasn't...
The hate was still continuing and I had recently been cutting because it has gotten so bad. But I can't talk to the boys about it, I don't want to get them down before their last show...
The cuts weren't 'too' deep so it was nothing major to worry about but I do feel dizzy every now and again from the lack of blood. But I guess that's the pice you have to pay for doing it...
I understand why those girls would hate on me, but they didn't have to be so harsh and say hurtful things ALL THE TIME... Due to all of these hateful words, I haven't been on my phone for about a week and Shawn and Reed haven't even noticed.
"Hey Soph." Reed bounced over to me being his usual bubbly self. I was perched in an empty chair in the arena.
"Do you want to watch the new episode of The Walking Dead?" He asked with a huge smile.
"Aren't you suppose to be rehearsing for the show?" I questioned him with a confused expression plastered on my face.
"No. They're still setting everything up and getting the lighting ready and Shawn's practising first." He told me as he whipped out his phone from his back pocket and took a seat next to me. He flipped up the newest episode of TWD and I curled my knees up to my chest on the seat, hiding my cuts and scars and hands in my hoodie sleeves. Reed's face was a few n he's away from mine and I could smell the sweet scent of his shampoo, it smelt like coconut.
"Have you been using my shampoo?" I quickly questioned him and he raised his head so his face was closer to mine. It was almost like I could drown in his bright blue ocean eyes!
"I've been using the shampoo on the shelf." He told me.
"That's my shampoo. The one that has coconut oil in." I rolled my eyes at him but he just chuckled.
"It makes my hair soft." He turned his attention back to his phone screen. I placed my hand on his head to feel his soft hair.
"Ok it does make your hair soft." I exclaimed with a small smile. Reed turned his attention back to me and just stared into my eyes for a few seconds. My hood was up as my hair was in a messy bun and I had no make up on today as I wasn't posting on social media and I couldn't be bothered...
"You know..." Reed started but didn't continue.
"What?"
"Nothing." He stared away again. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around the top of his head, messing up his hair because it agitates him!
"Stop." He laughed and grabbed my arms, but they hurt from all the cuts so I quietly squealed out.
"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly.
"Yeah.. My arm aches. I think I pulled a muscle or something." I lied to him quickly.
"What were you going to say to me?" I asked him, hiding my hands in my sleeves again.
"I was going to say..." He sat up straight in his seat and stared deeply into my eyes.
"You know..." He paused again "you're so beautiful without make up." I laughed at his comment as I was used to hate comments now.
"I'm serious. You are beautiful." He placed his finger under my chin, gently turning my chin so I was facing him. I stared at him for a while, my heart pounding out of my chest...
Before I knew what was happening I placed my hands still hiding in the sleeves on Reed's cheeks and smashed my lips onto his. He responded as I realised what was happening...
I pulled away quickly and placed my hands over my mouth.
"I'm so sorry." I apologised and quickly stood up to walk away from embarrassment.
"Sophie..." Reed grabbed my waist and pulled me back so I was perched on his lap, his hands around my waist. I turned my head towards him and he smiled widely, pushing my hood down, exposing my messy bun. He leaned in as I placed my hands on his cheeks again. This time he smashed his lips onto mine and our lips moved perfectly in sync...
"You have to go get ready now. It's your last show." I told him as I pulled away from him and stood up. He followed me down the stairs and to the backstage area where Shawn was just walking out of his dressing room...