POLAROID BOY
CHAPTER NINE
❝WELL, I WISH YOU WELL, BUT ON NIGHTS LIKE THIS I WISH I NEVER FELL.❞

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      What was it? What could this feeling possibly be? This feeling of a crushing weight suddenly thrown on your chest. This feeling of air being sucked out of your lungs. This feeling of pain with every breath you take.

      What was the name of this very feeling?

      What word could possibly be used to describe this heart wrenching feeling Rosé felt? This feeling of someone clenching onto her heart with their bare fist.

      And why did it hurt so badly?

      It was almost as if she had been slapped across the face — No, it felt like she was falling off a roller coaster. It was heart racing, eyes widening, and unforgiving.

      What should she say? Actually, what can you say in a situation like this? Congratulate him? Why would you congratulate the person you love on loving someone that isn't you?

      No, that's selfish of you to think like that, Rosé scolded herself.

      "Really?" she squeaked out which earned an incredulous look from Tom. The actor tilted his head to the side and stared at her. Rosé coughed into her arm before waving her hands. "No, no, what I meant is, it's incredible someone actually likes you, Tommy Boy."

      Tom sighed as he flopped onto his back and stared at the ceiling once more. A hazy like smile hung on his lips, "I know, right? She's perfect."

      Rosé crossed her legs as she watched him. He was getting tired, she knew because his eyes were trying desperately not to close. "Camille as in Camille Abbott right? Is she an actress?"

      "No, model." Of course, a model. She must be gorgeous, Rosé thought wistfully. Are those tears in her eyes? Fuck!

      "That's surprising. How did such a pretty girl land with such a guy like you," the artist teased as she hugged her knees against her chest. She buried her face. Don't cry, she told herself. You'll look stupid.

      She heard Tom laugh. "I know right. You'd love her Rosie."

      "I bet."

      Tom sat back up and smiled shyly. His hand rubbed the back of his neck as he avoided her gaze and focused on her pink painted toe nails. He remembers how back then she'd make both him and Noah paint each of her foot. And if they made a mistake she'd force them to start all over.

      "I'm scared," he admitted. Rosé slowly lifted her head from her knees and stared at him quizzically. He shrugged, "Can you blame me? She's perfect, Rosie. She's a freaking model, almost the model."

      She scoffed as she gave him a knowing look. Does he not see how perfect he is? Well, besides the fact that his accent is so thick she can't understand a word he's saying. Still, he was perfect in her eyes.

      Rosé brought her fist up and punched him hard in the shoulder. "Loser," she mumbled, "Don't compare yourself to her okay? You're a great guy and she should be so thankful to have you as a boyfriend."

      "Believe it or not, you're a great friend Rosie."

      "I know."

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pretty boy seth:
you want to tell me why you've been ignoring kelsey's calls?
delivered 3:41 AM

rosie posey:
seth I'm an idiot
delivered 3:41 AM

pretty boy seth:
don't say that annie
delivered 3:42 AM

pretty boy seth:
but if we're talking about where u ran into the men's loo because you saw a squirrel run in there then yes you are indeed an idiot
delivered 3:42 AM

rosie posey:
you're terrible at giving advice
delivered 3:43 AM

rosie posey:
everything hurts seth
delivered 3:43 AM

rosie posey:
make it stop please
delivered 3:43 AM

pretty boy seth:
if I could I would annie
delivered 3:44 AM

pretty boy seth:
shit I wish I could be there with you
delivered 3:44 AM

pretty boy seth:
I'm sorry I can't help you
delivered 3:44 AM

rosie posey:
omg I'm such a loser I mean can your fave ever 😫
delivered 3:44 AM

pretty boy seth:
are you kidding me?
delivered 3:45 AM

pretty boy seth:
roseanne you're beautiful, beyond beautiful even. no one compares to you okay? like you're stunning in many ways. not to mention you're witty and smart and fun to be around. he doesn't realize what's he's missing. because god knows how lucky a guy could be if he had a girl like you by their side.
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pretty boy seth:
annie you're fucking amazing I mean I don't know anybody else who can eat a whole doughnut in their mouth without biting it
delivered 3:46 AM

rosie posey:
that's true. I bet she can't do that
delivered 3:47 AM

rosie posey:
but seth either way I can't compare to her. she's a model, she's famous, she travels around the freaking world. and I'm just a boring girl who didn't get accepted to any university and ended up taking online courses
delivered 3:47 AM

pretty boy seth:
I hate him annie
delivered 3:47 AM

pretty boy seth:
that friend of yours is a piece of shit if he doesn't realize that you're feeling this way
delivered 3:47 AM

pretty boy seth:
because you're fucking amazing and you don't realize that and it makes me so mad. you're an amazing writer and an amazing artist. you can do things that no one can. you create messages and draw out your values for people to see
delivered 3:47 AM

pretty boy seth:
you're amazing
delivered 3:48 AM

rosie posey:
seth you always say I'm amazing
delivered 3:49 AM

rosie posey:
why
delivered 3:49 AM

pretty boy seth:
because I like you annie
delivered 3:49 AM

pretty boy seth:
and it makes me pretty fucking mad that a guy like that couldn't see it for himself
delivered 3:49 AM

pretty boy seth:
so now you know and now I want you to know this, from this point on I'm going to try to win you over. because I really like you annie, I have for a long time. so get ready, because I'm not giving up.
delivered 3:50 AM

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      Noah got out of the bathroom and saw his sister still in bed. They were to leave in a few hours to wrap up filming before flying out to Germany to finish. He shook his wet hair to rid the excess water before hopping onto Rosé's bed.

      Nothing.

      "Hey sis," he muttered as he laid on his side behind Rosé. She had her back facing him and showed no signs of movement, even when he poked her back. "You alright there, Champ?"

      "No. Oppa, I'm fucked up."

      "I know," he mumbled. He turned her around so they were face to face. Noah jokingly flicked her forehead in an attempt to ease the mood. "I always knew Tom was shady. What kind of person doesn't like cats?"

      "There's nothing wrong with him. It's me."

      "Are you kidding me? That can't be it. You're Roseanne Chaewon Cha, you can do anything and get anything you want. On the bright side, you have Seth. He's a great guy, stable job, has his own flat in Sydney, and a cat named Mimi."

      "Seth . . . "

      "He's a great guy, Rosé."

      "Yeah, yeah he is."

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A/N;

I hope you guys like this update! It took me awhile and I'm not entirely proud of it but I think it turned out pretty well!

So for those of you who don't know, Oppa, is kind of a way to refer an older male or for her significant male partner.

As you are reading this I finished this update in a small Japanese restaurant in Honolulu on my birthday.

Dedicated to champayne because she's a lovely reader and honestly her comments made me snort.

Much Love Guys.

( written: august 5, 2017 )
( published: august 8, 2017 )