Curious

Chapter 1

“How could you be so insensitive Olivia?” Aaron asked me in a more casual tone than I was expecting. “What?! There’s nothing going on so I’m definitely not being insensitive to anyone!” I bit back, getting real tired of this semi argument I was having with him. Aaron and I had been having this heated discussion in the hallway for a good half an hour and quite frankly I was getting real tired of having to go over this again. “Olivia. If your fiance saw you snuggling up to Brad the way I did through that movie last night, he would definitely think something was going on. I know you are friends, really good friends but come on.” Aaron said back to me looking a bit more patronising this time. I let out a sigh, hating the fact he could be right. 

Brad and I were just really close as friends, always friends. Ever since I moved from the North of England to live with my cousin and his boy band in central London, I had immediately become best friends with Brad. I sometimes even thought that Brad might have known me better than Aaron, and me and Aaron were very close. Our mum’s were sisters and they were also very close, especially given the fact me and Aaron were similar in age with less than a year between us. 

This was the closest we ever got to fighting with each other despite the close age gap because we just got each other. Aaron flew to fame along with his 3 over band members after winning a contest. He made it big and left me back in our little town up north until I got the offer I couldn’t turn down for a place at a top school in London.  It was his idea for me to move in with them because after all they did live in a massive f**k off penthouse where i could have my own room with ensuite. 

“Right, Lewis knows all about Brad and the rest of you lot. I mean he has no choice when your crazy fans will literally take a video of you breathing.” I sighed back holding my hands up in defense. I had been with Lewis since we were 16. He made me happy and leaving him back home was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Of course we visited each other regularly but the 8 hour round trip to London was sometimes a little too much to ask of him and with me being wrapped up in school most days, it was near impossible for me to take 8 hours out just to travel there and back. 

I almost didn't take the offer to be at my dream dance school just because I didn't want to lose Lewis so in a desperate plea to prove to me that our love would not suffer, he proposed. We were in my favourite restaurant, my mum had made sure I had my nails done and was dressed up a little more than I usually would have to go there. I could see Lewis was nervous about something but I had no idea that within the next 5 minutes he would be in front of me down on one knee and asking me to spend the rest of my life with him. Of course I immediately said yes, tears of joy spilling everywhere in front of all my favourite people. I just wished Aaron could have been there but boyband duty called. 

“I’m just looking out for you Liv, and Brad for that matter.” He said, looking at me through caring eyes. I had lived here for just over a year now, moving in a couple of months before school started so I could get settled. At that, both of our phones started going crazy in our pockets. I could also hear the rest of the boy’s phones going off in various rooms of the penthouse. This usually meant one thing - the fans had found something they considered juicy. I didn’t usually get caught up in the boy band drama. The fans obviously knew everything about me because nothing got past them but I wasn’t ever the centre of attention when it came to top gossip. 

I didn’t bother to reach for my phone and neither did Aaron. “The last thing I want is to hurt anyone in this.” Aaron said, searching my eyes for some type of surrender from my stubborn ass. My phone still raging in my pocket was a little unusual, because like I say I was left alone for the most part and normally the notifications died down. I pulled it out and all I could see were texts from my best friend and a million pictures. Clicking on one of the pictures, my heart dropped to my stomach, dropping my phone and hearing it smash on the tiled hallway. “Fuck.” I heard one of the boys angrily shout from behind one of the closed doors. I looked up to see a concerned and confused Aaron looking back at me. “Looks like you don't have to worry about anyone being hurt but me.” I spat out with tears filling my eyes. I turned on my heels quickly heading to my room, not waiting for a response, almost knocking into Brad who had quickly come out of the living and was desperately trying to see my emotions. 

I slammed my wooden door shut and slid down the back to my knees, letting the tears spill over. Silent sobs accompanied me as I looked back through the pictures that were still flooding my home screen. Lewis with a girl. Not just one picture, hundreds all at different places, different positions with the same girl. Him. My heart physically ached and I felt like I was going to be sick. I moved over to the bathroom when I heard a sharp thud that made the wall shake slightly. “What the f**k?! He did what?!” I heard Aaron’s voice bellow through the suite. I knew Brad was probably filling him in on the pictures that were now filling all social media and gossip outlets. 

He had cheated on me, and not just once by the looks of things. The boy I was planning the rest of my life with was having an affair. In one of the pictures the silly cow he had his arms wrapped around, was wearing my coat I had kept in his car. I wanted to be angry, handle it like the bad b***h I made out I was but the tears fell and sobs became less silent and I just collapsed in the middle of the bathroom, hoping the floor would engulf me.