Meeting Love Making Success
38- Ready or Not, Here I come
37- Ready or Not, Here I come
I finally arrive back at the hotel and pay the guy in front. He nods and I step out, turning to watch him drive away. I sigh, wanting to go inside and just lay down. I didn’t see our limo in the parking lot so the girls must have gone out to eat. I walk into the hotel and take the elevator up to the first floor. I walk in the suite and head for my room. Demi’s room was right across from mine, and I heard voices coming from behind the closed door. Demi must have gotten a different ride home. I walk over to the door and press my ear up against it. I know it isn’t right to eavesdrop but I had this feeling that Demi actually didn’t want to be my friend. The dreams I’ve been having have so far basically been warnings, and I needed to take them into account. At first I couldn’t make out much of what Demi was saying, since her voice was muffled, then I repositioned my ear and heard what she was saying clearly.
“Yeah, I’m coming to London sometime soon hopefully and you and I can have that date. Mhm, yeah I can’t wait. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye Niall.”
I stood there, feeling like an idiot. Niall, no it can’t be him, but Demi was just talking to him. That……that skank! I heard her feet skipping gracefully for the door and that’s when I knew I had to get out of there. I leapt for my door and closed it just in time. I didn’t know where to go, so I just went in the closet they provided for the room. It was a walk in, another reason I had chosen this room. This was the only room with a provided walk in closet. I walked in and sat down in the corner and began to weep. I can’t believe Niall would do this to me. Isn’t this considered adultery? Going behind someone’s back when you’re married to them? I can’t believe Niall would stoop so low. And as for Demi, well I never trusted her, so I kind of expected her to try, but I never thought Niall would agree. I felt used, wasted, shitty, crappy, every negative word in the book. It didn’t feel good at all. I needed it to end, end, and end.
I cried for a good half hour. Cried because of Niall, cried because of Lucy, cried because of my life. There were a lot of things I cried about. I could hear the main door open to the suite and close a couple seconds later. The girls were home, and I was glad they were. We were in the same hotel suite as a trader. A nasty skank. I wanted to stand up, walk out there and confront Demi about everything I heard. But that was what I wanted, not something I actually felt I could do. I sat there hopeless, not feeling the need to do anything, not wanting to do anything. It was Niall’s fault for being a nasty cheater, not mine. There was only one thing I felt strong enough to do, cry.
After a few minutes, I heard my door open and close and the soft whisper of Danielle. I stayed quiet, not wanting to talk to anyone. I just wanted to be alone. Maybe no one would find me in here, they would leave for Chicago tomorrow without me. Maybe, I could stay here and start a new fresh sheet of life. That didn’t work out, after Danielle opened the closet door. Her facial expression instantly changed when she saw my red, swollen, teary eyes. She raced over and sat down next to me.
“Now what happened Rai? It seems like every day, your falling into a deeper and deeper depression. What’s going on?” She sympathetically whispered.
I sat there, quiet not committing to tell her what happened. Well, I was too weak, and of course I told her.
“I came home early, since I had that lunch with Adam. I walked in and I heard Demi in her room on the phone with someone. Well, I don’t trust her so I decided to listen in. Good thing I did. She was talking to Niall on the phone. She was telling him how she’s going to London soon, and that they’re going to have a date. I knew I should have never trusted her! She’s a little skank!” I cried.
Danielle nodded, as if she felt my pain. She wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulders and began cheering me up with a little pep talk. “Niall doesn’t deserve you then. If he stoops as low as secretly going behind your back to be with Demi, I would file a divorce. Don’t wait, or things might just get worse.” I felt like that was the best thing to do, going along with how my dreams played out. Well, then that means Demi wins, since she can easily just take Niall after that. I didn’t have any clue on how this was going to work out, but something had to happen. I wasn’t going to just let this play out and change it at the end, which would just show how weak I am. I needed to get Niall back, and tell Demi off.
I told Danielle to tell the girls, so they knew too. She agreed and walked out, giving me some alone time to think of a plan. Then it came to me, make something like this known to all human eye, especially paparazzi’s. I got out my phone and went to twitter to broadcast all of this showdown, hoedown stuff. I tweeted, “Heard Demi made some plans with Niall for a dinner date, oh what to do what to do? I know, get even. And I know exactly who with.” Within one minute, I had just ruined Demi and Niall’s life. In one minute I had 4000 retweets, 700 comments, and 34 shares. I smiled, knowing exactly how this would play out. Ready or not Niall, here I come!
I walked out to see Demi in the kitchen, making herself a sandwich. By then, my eyes were back the normal human look, so Demi wouldn’t know something was up. I connected eye contact with the other girls and nodded, signaling that something had been done. I went over to Rose and whispered, “Check your twitter.” She nodded and went on, gasping at what I had posted. She showed the others and they all burst into a fit of giggles. Giggles being contagious, I started giggling too. Demi looked at us and shook her head finishing up her lunch. She walked out, a paper plate with a sandwich and chips on it. “What’s so funny?” she asked us. It was my turn to shake my head, and that’s exactly what I did. She rolled her eyes, pretending to be playful with us and sat down to eat. That eye roll, was playful yet real, fake yet not fake. If you understand that, well good for you. My phone started buzzing. I went out of the suite and into the hotel hallway. I pulled out my phone, seeing it was Niall. This should be good. I answered prepared for what was to come.
“What the fuck Rai?!?!?” Niall yelled into the phone. I smirked knowing exactly how I was going to respond. This is what I meant by getting even with Niall, and telling him off.
“You deserved it. That’s adultery you know, going behind someone’s back, cheating on them when you’re married to them! In all fairness, you got what you deserved.”
The other end went silent, and I realized Niall had hung up. Oh just you wait Niall, that was just the beginning, when I get back to London, it’s going to be a lot worse than that. I walked back in, putting my phone back into my pocket. Demi was on her phone, texting someone, which was probably Niall. She looked up at me and shook her head. Standing up, grabbing her plate and slamming it into the trash. She walked down the suite hall, to her room opened the door and slammed it shut behind her. That was the beginning of the war. And so far, I was in the lead. Rai: 1, Niall and Demi: 0.
I looked over at Rose, Alyssa, and Danielle and they all burst into applause and whoops. I smiled feeling like the queen, finally choosing how I wanted my life to go. All these years, fate has been deciding how my life was going to be, and now I finally could choose how I wanted it to go. Sometimes there was a downside to finally choosing how you wanted your life to go. And mine was, Simon. And trust me, it wasn’t pretty. At all. Fate had just gotten back in control of my life, and it wasn’t happy with what I did. My phone rang, and of course I answered it. It was Simon and he was furious, yet calm. Don’t ask me how that’s possible because I have no clue. “Rai, what did you do? I have upset management calling me about your tweet and Demi’s manager is real P.O’d and Niall called and he’s upset. I’m going to ask you this once, and I want an answer. What did you do?”
This I was unprepared for. I would have never expected Simon to call, I mean, I knew it was serious, but not something Simon would have to handle. I thought for a moment, making sure my answer was a good one. One wrong move and I would end up in the snake pit.
“Well, sir, what I did was my action to start off, and after you hear this, you’ll totally understand why I did it. I saw the interview where Demi admitted she liked Niall and that he and I weren’t a good pair. So I took care of that, and Demi apologized and tour and such happened. Well about an hour or two ago, I came home from lunch with Adam and I heard Demi on the phone. She was talking to Niall about how she was going to London soon and she was going to go on a date with Niall. I went on twitter so all the fans knew because I don’t want rumors that are nowhere near true to start going around if people don’t know. Like, I don’t want people saying that Demi and Niall are dating behind my back and I don’t know about it, because I do. See what I mean?”
I could hear Simon talking to someone for a minute before he came back on the line. “Rai, I understand what you did, and as long as you clean all of this up, I’m not worried. But if you can’t fix this, action is going to be taken, and you are going to be punished. Understand?” Simon informs. “Yes sir.” I reply. Simon gives me a few more instructions, helping me and giving me ideas on what I can do to get Niall back, without getting it too much publicity. I hung up, sighing and putting my phone away. I had been giving two weeks to make things straight again. I went back to the main room where Rose, Danielle, and Alyssa waited for me to come back. I told them word for word on what Simon had said and they agreed to help. This was going to be difficult, but I could fix this. I was the one in charge of my life now, and I decided where it went from here. I had a plan, and I didn’t know if it was going to work or not. But it was worth a try. I can fix this, I know I can, I can.
I finally arrive back at the hotel and pay the guy in front. He nods and I step out, turning to watch him drive away. I sigh, wanting to go inside and just lay down. I didn’t see our limo in the parking lot so the girls must have gone out to eat. I walk into the hotel and take the elevator up to the first floor. I walk in the suite and head for my room. Demi’s room was right across from mine, and I heard voices coming from behind the closed door. Demi must have gotten a different ride home. I walk over to the door and press my ear up against it. I know it isn’t right to eavesdrop but I had this feeling that Demi actually didn’t want to be my friend. The dreams I’ve been having have so far basically been warnings, and I needed to take them into account. At first I couldn’t make out much of what Demi was saying, since her voice was muffled, then I repositioned my ear and heard what she was saying clearly.
“Yeah, I’m coming to London sometime soon hopefully and you and I can have that date. Mhm, yeah I can’t wait. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye Niall.”
I stood there, feeling like an idiot. Niall, no it can’t be him, but Demi was just talking to him. That……that skank! I heard her feet skipping gracefully for the door and that’s when I knew I had to get out of there. I leapt for my door and closed it just in time. I didn’t know where to go, so I just went in the closet they provided for the room. It was a walk in, another reason I had chosen this room. This was the only room with a provided walk in closet. I walked in and sat down in the corner and began to weep. I can’t believe Niall would do this to me. Isn’t this considered adultery? Going behind someone’s back when you’re married to them? I can’t believe Niall would stoop so low. And as for Demi, well I never trusted her, so I kind of expected her to try, but I never thought Niall would agree. I felt used, wasted, shitty, crappy, every negative word in the book. It didn’t feel good at all. I needed it to end, end, and end.
I cried for a good half hour. Cried because of Niall, cried because of Lucy, cried because of my life. There were a lot of things I cried about. I could hear the main door open to the suite and close a couple seconds later. The girls were home, and I was glad they were. We were in the same hotel suite as a trader. A nasty skank. I wanted to stand up, walk out there and confront Demi about everything I heard. But that was what I wanted, not something I actually felt I could do. I sat there hopeless, not feeling the need to do anything, not wanting to do anything. It was Niall’s fault for being a nasty cheater, not mine. There was only one thing I felt strong enough to do, cry.
After a few minutes, I heard my door open and close and the soft whisper of Danielle. I stayed quiet, not wanting to talk to anyone. I just wanted to be alone. Maybe no one would find me in here, they would leave for Chicago tomorrow without me. Maybe, I could stay here and start a new fresh sheet of life. That didn’t work out, after Danielle opened the closet door. Her facial expression instantly changed when she saw my red, swollen, teary eyes. She raced over and sat down next to me.
“Now what happened Rai? It seems like every day, your falling into a deeper and deeper depression. What’s going on?” She sympathetically whispered.
I sat there, quiet not committing to tell her what happened. Well, I was too weak, and of course I told her.
“I came home early, since I had that lunch with Adam. I walked in and I heard Demi in her room on the phone with someone. Well, I don’t trust her so I decided to listen in. Good thing I did. She was talking to Niall on the phone. She was telling him how she’s going to London soon, and that they’re going to have a date. I knew I should have never trusted her! She’s a little skank!” I cried.
Danielle nodded, as if she felt my pain. She wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulders and began cheering me up with a little pep talk. “Niall doesn’t deserve you then. If he stoops as low as secretly going behind your back to be with Demi, I would file a divorce. Don’t wait, or things might just get worse.” I felt like that was the best thing to do, going along with how my dreams played out. Well, then that means Demi wins, since she can easily just take Niall after that. I didn’t have any clue on how this was going to work out, but something had to happen. I wasn’t going to just let this play out and change it at the end, which would just show how weak I am. I needed to get Niall back, and tell Demi off.
I told Danielle to tell the girls, so they knew too. She agreed and walked out, giving me some alone time to think of a plan. Then it came to me, make something like this known to all human eye, especially paparazzi’s. I got out my phone and went to twitter to broadcast all of this showdown, hoedown stuff. I tweeted, “Heard Demi made some plans with Niall for a dinner date, oh what to do what to do? I know, get even. And I know exactly who with.” Within one minute, I had just ruined Demi and Niall’s life. In one minute I had 4000 retweets, 700 comments, and 34 shares. I smiled, knowing exactly how this would play out. Ready or not Niall, here I come!
I walked out to see Demi in the kitchen, making herself a sandwich. By then, my eyes were back the normal human look, so Demi wouldn’t know something was up. I connected eye contact with the other girls and nodded, signaling that something had been done. I went over to Rose and whispered, “Check your twitter.” She nodded and went on, gasping at what I had posted. She showed the others and they all burst into a fit of giggles. Giggles being contagious, I started giggling too. Demi looked at us and shook her head finishing up her lunch. She walked out, a paper plate with a sandwich and chips on it. “What’s so funny?” she asked us. It was my turn to shake my head, and that’s exactly what I did. She rolled her eyes, pretending to be playful with us and sat down to eat. That eye roll, was playful yet real, fake yet not fake. If you understand that, well good for you. My phone started buzzing. I went out of the suite and into the hotel hallway. I pulled out my phone, seeing it was Niall. This should be good. I answered prepared for what was to come.
“What the fuck Rai?!?!?” Niall yelled into the phone. I smirked knowing exactly how I was going to respond. This is what I meant by getting even with Niall, and telling him off.
“You deserved it. That’s adultery you know, going behind someone’s back, cheating on them when you’re married to them! In all fairness, you got what you deserved.”
The other end went silent, and I realized Niall had hung up. Oh just you wait Niall, that was just the beginning, when I get back to London, it’s going to be a lot worse than that. I walked back in, putting my phone back into my pocket. Demi was on her phone, texting someone, which was probably Niall. She looked up at me and shook her head. Standing up, grabbing her plate and slamming it into the trash. She walked down the suite hall, to her room opened the door and slammed it shut behind her. That was the beginning of the war. And so far, I was in the lead. Rai: 1, Niall and Demi: 0.
I looked over at Rose, Alyssa, and Danielle and they all burst into applause and whoops. I smiled feeling like the queen, finally choosing how I wanted my life to go. All these years, fate has been deciding how my life was going to be, and now I finally could choose how I wanted it to go. Sometimes there was a downside to finally choosing how you wanted your life to go. And mine was, Simon. And trust me, it wasn’t pretty. At all. Fate had just gotten back in control of my life, and it wasn’t happy with what I did. My phone rang, and of course I answered it. It was Simon and he was furious, yet calm. Don’t ask me how that’s possible because I have no clue. “Rai, what did you do? I have upset management calling me about your tweet and Demi’s manager is real P.O’d and Niall called and he’s upset. I’m going to ask you this once, and I want an answer. What did you do?”
This I was unprepared for. I would have never expected Simon to call, I mean, I knew it was serious, but not something Simon would have to handle. I thought for a moment, making sure my answer was a good one. One wrong move and I would end up in the snake pit.
“Well, sir, what I did was my action to start off, and after you hear this, you’ll totally understand why I did it. I saw the interview where Demi admitted she liked Niall and that he and I weren’t a good pair. So I took care of that, and Demi apologized and tour and such happened. Well about an hour or two ago, I came home from lunch with Adam and I heard Demi on the phone. She was talking to Niall about how she was going to London soon and she was going to go on a date with Niall. I went on twitter so all the fans knew because I don’t want rumors that are nowhere near true to start going around if people don’t know. Like, I don’t want people saying that Demi and Niall are dating behind my back and I don’t know about it, because I do. See what I mean?”
I could hear Simon talking to someone for a minute before he came back on the line. “Rai, I understand what you did, and as long as you clean all of this up, I’m not worried. But if you can’t fix this, action is going to be taken, and you are going to be punished. Understand?” Simon informs. “Yes sir.” I reply. Simon gives me a few more instructions, helping me and giving me ideas on what I can do to get Niall back, without getting it too much publicity. I hung up, sighing and putting my phone away. I had been giving two weeks to make things straight again. I went back to the main room where Rose, Danielle, and Alyssa waited for me to come back. I told them word for word on what Simon had said and they agreed to help. This was going to be difficult, but I could fix this. I was the one in charge of my life now, and I decided where it went from here. I had a plan, and I didn’t know if it was going to work or not. But it was worth a try. I can fix this, I know I can, I can.
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12/24/13