11. Let's Celebrate?
Everybody ushered into another room of the venue to celebrate the last show. I received so many notifications of people sharing videos of me on stage on social media. I decided to like a few to make my brothers fans happy. I didn't really see people as fans of me since I'm only 'popular' on social media because my brother is famous...
Troye Sivan Youth was blasting out through the speakers so I decided to scream out the lyrics which got Reed and Shawn screaming the lyrics too. I recorded it and posted it on snapchat and so did Reed and Shawn.
"What are we going to do over the break?" Reed asked me and I just shrugged.
"I'm not sure. You'll have to ask Shawn." As Reed shuffled over in Shawn's direction. My phone buzzed and I received a text from an unknown number. I opened it and saw the video of me singing but someone had edited the sound and voiced over it, making me sound horrible. There was commentary at the end about how I couldn't sing and how I should kill myself and stop trying....
I ran out of the room when no one was looking and ran straight to the tour bus. Our bus driver was still in the bus.
"Are you okay?" He asked as I walked down the centre of the bus.
"Yeah I just needed to get away from the crowds." I told him as he went straight back to tapping his phone. I replayed the video and tapped the
number again.
I checked my social media in case it had been posted there and it was...
I noticed this whole hate page about me and there were pictures of me with red crosses over my face and a few videos. There was also THAT video... I had noticed a few hate pages were created about me.
I sunk into the sofa on the bus as the first year escaped my tear duct. I tried holding it but there was no point holding the tears in as no one was around and it would only be worse later on...
Footsteps sounded as someone entered the bus.
"There you are. I've been looking everywh..." I heard the sound of Reed's voice.
"Are you okay?" He suddenly sounded concerned as he had noticed I was now holding back tears. I placed my hands over my face so he couldn't see... He perched on the sofa next to me and placed his arm around my shoulder, pulling me towards him. I nuzzles my head in his neck and held his cozy sweater as the years then came rushing out. I felt his hand rub up and down my back as I moved closer to him... His scent was like heaven; it was a mixture of jasmine, palm trees and cinnamon!
"What's wrong?" He asked me softly, resting his head against the top of mine. I picked up my phone and gave it to him, not moving from my position. Reed stared at the screen and the video played.
"Oh." He stopped it half way through. I gripped his sweater tighter as I was trying so hard to keep the tears from cascading out like a waterfall!
"Soph, there's always going to be people trying to bring you down. They don't like seeing you succeed because you're more successful than them. It only proves that you are succeeding in whatever you're trying to achieve. You shouldn't let people bring you down..." I lifted my head up and before I knew what was happening I cut Reed off by smashing my lips onto his. This obviously took him by surprise at first but he soon responded which made my hands less tense as I released the grip on his sweater and just rested my hands on his chest as our lips moved in perfect sync...
"Sophie. Reed." I jumped and not Reed's bottom lip by accident as I pulled away from him.
"Shawn." I quickly jumped up as Reed checked his bottom lip. Shawn crossed his arms staring at us...
"I..." He started....