Amy’s P.O.V
No… No… No…
This wasn't how I envisioned my final year; getting famous over the most ridiculous thing, being stuck between two alpha males and their egos.
And now, a controversial reputation-destroying photo of me was in the hands of an unknown cunt.
Hell To The f*****g No! Excuse my French.
I paced back and forth across my bedroom, my hands shaking so badly I could barely keep my grip on my phone. I needed to find that picture at all costs and stop it from seeing the light of day.
Don't ask about Chris. The i***t is barely bothered and even accused me of being too ‘careful’. Can you believe that?
Channel wasn't even helping matters, she was lounging on my bed with her feet kicked up, staring at her screen. The speaker was blasting the audio from the gala. "Holy s**t,
