light shade of red to a dark purple. Finally, he splattered out a reply.
“You’re a stupid bitch, you know that? You have no idea what you’re doing, you don’t belong here, and you’re going to drive this band into the ground. All because you have a stupid fucking crush on Jonathan.”
“Leave. Get the hell out. You have no right to speak to me that way, and I’m not going to take this sort of shit from you.”
With that, Noah spun around on his heel, and without another word left the room. I was seething with anger. How dare that man speak to me that way? It was outrageous. I had just as much right to be here as he did. I knew I wasn’t the prettiest person, the most confident person or the strongest person. But that didn’t matter. I also knew when I was right, and I knew when other people crossed a line with me. Liam Noah had absolutely done that, and I was completely fuming with rage.
I decided to read the advance issue of the magazine is I finished my lunch. I had to admit, Janice and the editor had done an amazing job. The photo spread was incredible, making the band seem as if they were more than human. The interview however really sealed that they were in fact just people. It was raw, emotional, beautiful and everything I had hoped and then some. I wondered if Jonathan had seen it yet.
Chapter Six
I didn’t see Jonathan until later that night at the club. Obviously, I couldn’t bring in advance issue of the magazine with me, so I simply had to describe what it looked like until I got a chance to show him the issue.
“It really sounds amazing, I can’t wait to see it” Jonathan said after he described it to him.
“Yeah, it’s a real work of art.”
“How on earth did you get a copy of it so early?” Jonathan asked. Usually it was Noah who gave me advance issues of our press.
“My copy actually did belong to Noah originally.” And with that, I described to Jonathan the events of the afternoon. I had to yell a few times to be heard over the thumping noise of the bass. This wasn’t exactly the best location to have a conversation.
Jonathan was completely outraged at Noah’s behavior.
“I can’t believe he would speak like that to you. I’m going to have to have a talk with him.”
“No, don’t! It’s fine, Jonathan, thanks for the offer though. He just doesn’t like me for some reason, and it’s something I’m going to have to deal with. As much as I appreciate it, I can’t have you going around and fixing all of my problems.”
“Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Yes, I’m sure. We’re both adults, I’m sure we can sort things out eventually.”
“Well, if anything, this calls for a celebratory drink. I’ll be right back.”
I watched Jonathan’s tight body as he got up in front of me and made his way towards the bar. I knew he would be a while, since whenever he got up, small throngs of fans finally dared to ask him for an autograph, or perhaps a photo. I smiled as I watched, Jonathan always too polite to refuse a fan. In a lot of ways, he had never changed. He still had his small-town manners, that same knack of knowing exactly what to say and whenever he spoke to me I still felt like the only girl in the room.
Jonathan came back a few minutes later with a couple of drinks. This must’ve in my third, or was it fourth of the night? I wasn’t quite sure anymore. I could already feel a slight buzz in my head, the happy feeling of being tipsy taking over. This was nice, just Jonathan and I. Jared was on the dance floor, feeling up a tall blonde by the looks of things, and Eric was busy dealing with his girlfriend drama elsewhere.
We sat in our private booth, the lights flashing around us, the music blasting and I had to admit I enjoyed the lifestyle Jonathan was getting me accustomed to. I was eventually going to have to go back to my home in Ohio, I knew that, but for now this was fun. There was no way I ever would have gotten into this club on my own, let alone