| Chapter Eleven |
| Abs: I was walking along the sidewalk and I strolled past the place where I had taken Teresa for ice cream after that meeting. I sighed. I had been about a week and a half since I found out that she had used me. I was still trying to get her out of my mind. I was still headed home from my walk when I saw a newstand that had a large sign reading: Brand new Magzine: Behind The Scenes! For some reason, i walked up and bought one. By the time I was back at my flat I had forgotten I was carrying it. I sat down at looked at the front. In the large print were words adverising the article about me. I turned to the page it specified. I knew it would probably hurt to read it, but I couldn't stand the curiosity. When I arrived at the page I found that the article was called Teresa's Corner and began reading: This column was originally set to run it's first article full of deep and dirty secrets about the Popstar from five, Abs Breen. Well, there was a slight change of plans. Before you stop reading, you should know this article is still about Abs. Abs was the first person I met when I moved to England. He kindly showed me how to exit the airport and took me to my home. Little did I know that this incredibly sweet gentleman was to be the man that my job would assign me to date.I was devasted when I found out. Still, it was my job. I briefly dated Abs. I can guarantee you girls-he's everything you dream of. I wish that I could've dated him guiltlessly. Unfortunately, I felt trapped by my secret. Yet, I was still a horrible enough of a person to continue dating him. Of course, Abs eventually found out. Filled with regret, I was still expected to do this article. Or rather, my original article. But I wouldn't do it. I realized something by being around Abs. No matter how much money they make, or how many pictures of them appear here and there, stars are really just people. They're rude ones, and smart ones, and funny ones, just like there are people on the street. They have the right to privacy just like anyone else. So if you were hoping for hot and spicy details, you won't get any from me. All I can say is that Abs Breen is quite a catch. He's sweet, he's funny, and all around great. I hope you'll join me in hoping he finds someone deserving of all he has to give. This is the first and last Teresa's Corner, because surely, I will be fired. If not, I am hereby stating that I quit. No one should be paid to treat someone like nothing more but the article of the month. I looked at the mag in shock. I was expecting half made-up lies and personal things I had told her to be everywhere. I skimmed over it again. After realizing it really did say what I thought it did, picked up the phone. I dialed Teresa's number and it rang several times. "Pick up..pick up..." I whispered to myself. I didn't get Teresa, instead I received a new message from her machine, "Yeah, you've reached Teresa. I'm probably busy packing. I'm going back home to America since I really have nothing to stay for. I wouldn't bother leavign a message, I probably won't respond" Go back to America?!? Teresa: I was packing my things to go back home when the phone rang. I didn't really feel like answering. I continued to pack, ignoring the ring and letting the machine pick up. Not even a minute later there was a knock at my door. I ignored it as well. I sighed deeply when the knocker refused to give up. I got up off the floor and made my way to the door. As I opened I was looking down, due to flat out exhaustion, "Look I'm packing to go back home so could you-" I looked up only to find myself staring into the same brown eyes with the touch of green that I had seen at the airport my first day here. "Abs" I breathed. He held up a copy of Behind The Scenes, "Loved your article" he dropped the magazine and embraced me with a soft kiss. "Please tell me your message is lying and that you're staying here." I didn't say anything. "In that case, which way would you liked to be kissed goodbye? Like this?" he gave me a small peck. "Or like this?" he kissed me hard on the lips. "Or maybe like this?" he grabbed me and pulled me in close and tenderly kissed me long and soft. I just stoof there. "Well? Which one?" I grinned at him, "None of them" He looked confused, "None?" I shook my head no. "I won't need a goodbye kiss from you" he looked hurt, "Why not?" This time it was me who pulled him in for a kiss, "I just found something to stay for" |
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