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"𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 "𝐖𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐫."
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It was near 10 pm at night in late California and most of the streets and cities were filled with younger people in their near 20s and 30s who were ready to get drunk and make love in the back of the Uber car.
You and your boyfriend, Mitchel, do this every Saturday night and it doesn't bother you, no. Just the way Mitchel acts around others bothers you. You try to ignore it and yet, it seems not to work at times. As tonight was another night, you wore a tight black dress which made you constantly and uncomfortably pull your dress down a bit. This caught Mitchel's attention and made you stop doing so. "Just leave it alone. Nobody's going to do anything to you. Except me later, tonight." He joked and grinned. Causing you to roll your eyes and move his hand away playfully. "You're an ass. You know that, right?" You said with a slight giggle. "Mm, sometimes. But that's the best part." He said before getting out of his car with you and heading inside one of the many clubs in town.
You're seen as Mitchel's shadow because he's the famous one. You aren't to anyone. You may be his girlfriend but it's not like most care for you. Except for those fans who make video edits of you for fun. But besides that, you see the constant eyes dart at Mitchel and you and mostly they care about him. Because he's the most important person in the room. "Go have fun." He said before walking off. "What? You're just going to leave me alone tonight!?" "Not the whole time!" He shouts before heading off to the bar and a whole crowd trailing behind him. You sat there, lowkey pissed, and groaned at him. "This is bullshit.." you muttered before walking off on your own.
A few hours pass by and still no sign of Mitchel with you. You were tired, pissed, and wanted to leave already. As you sat up and dusted yourself off, you walked over to the bar area to see where your boyfriend went and saw him flirting with all kinds of girls. You glared and walked over to him with your arms crossed, standing behind him. He didn't see you nor pay attention to you but the girls he was flirting with were. Five minutes roll by and that causes you to grow jealous, just hearing what he was telling these girls. So, you pulled out the mom move and yelled out his full name. He stopped and turned in his chair as his eyes lit up seeing you. "Ohh (Y/N). What's up?" "What's up is that you ditched me the whole night to flaunt your fame to these girls. You forgot about me!" "I was going to see you I-" You stopped him and glared more and more at him. "No. I sat there all alone, waiting for your sorry ass to come by and be with me! You took me here with you! But all you did tonight was sit here and drink while flirting with a bunch of girls who just want you for your fame and money!" You said to him while pointing here and there."Love, I'm sorry but-" "No. We're leaving. Get your ass up. I'm done." You demanded and tried not to tear up in front of a crowd, but you acted tough. Just to prove a stupid point.
Mitchel sat up with embarrassment, sliding his hands in his pocket and following you out as everyone's eyes were on you both. You didn't care. You were pissed and full of jealousy that you didn't want to look at anybody at the moment.
As both of you got into the car, you sat in the driver's seat and started it up as Mitchel sat in the passenger side and crossed his arms. You then drove off and gripped the steering wheel doing so. "What the fuck is up with you? All I did was have a couple of drinks and-" A couple!? You had more than a couple! I sat there and watched you drink more than 5 glasses of alcohol and get drunk! Then you were flirting with other girls, bragging about how famous you are! You're misusing that!" You said with angry tears falling down your face.