This is for my friend she wrote me one called Nobody Compares by ayyosammi so go check it out after you read this fic

Being famous isnt easy for Sammantha but things get alot harder when she gets some shocking news from her boyfriend that gets her seeking comfort from two ways but must choose one direction

P.s. Sorry if you feel like the begining takes took long its just that i made this ff specifically for her like she wants be an actress when she grows up so I made her an actress and she wanted a Nathaniel so i gave her a Nathaniel


2. The News

Before I get on the plane I call Nathaniel to tell him what time to pick me up. "So around three." I tell him "Yeah, okay." he tells me "Um Sammantha, we need to talk." "Okay, talk." "Not right now in person. Okay, bye" That was weird he sounded really nervous and scared. Great. Now i'm nervous. I see Nathaniel waiting for me that I get so excited and forget that I'm nervous that I run up and give him a hug and a kiss. He dosen't kiss me back entirely, so I pull back and look at him. He looks nervous. "Whats wrong?" I ask him "Sammantha can we go somewhere and talk?" I pull away and say " No we can talk here." "Look Sammantha we should really talk somewhere else " he says while trying to pull me back and I must've looked pissed because he stops trying and starts talking. He tells me about the fight we had 15 months ago and that when I left to film another movie he was mad and hooked up with some girl. I was so shocked that I took a step back ready to leave. But he still kept on talking. And I felt like hitting him. He tells me that she called the last week saying that she has a baby and its his. He didn't believe her so he took a DNA test the next day and got the results yesterday saying that he is the father. "I'm so sorry Sammantha. Please forgive me." he begs. I look up at him and see tears in his eyes. I could feel my heart beating real fast but that can't be right because I felt it break a minute ago. I want to yell at him. I want to punch him in the face. I also want to cry my eyes out. But I do neither. Instead I run. When I stop running I call someone. I don't realize who I'm calling until they answer "Hello Ms. Garcia, we're getting the jet ready where would you like us to take you?" "Back to England. No special service. Just me and the pilots. I want to be alone."

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