Leah loved being famous, don't get her wrong. She loved the attention, and especially the love and support she gets. She only hates when her said fans, try and dig their way into her life.

Like now, when photos of her and you talking. It would've been fine, if the photos didn't show you two awfully close. By awfully close, she means nearly kissing.

And yeah, that's what you two were doing. You were parting ways, and she wanted a goodbye kiss from her lovely girlfriend. Of course she didn't expect someone to be actively taking pictures of the scene.

So, now Leah sat on your bed, scrolling through every fan theory. People had no idea who you were, of course they didn't. You weren't famous, you weren't anything more than the average girl just trying to get through high school.

It was sort of funny looking through who everyone thought you were. They were definitely mistaking you as a famous person, and some people were shocked.

No one really expected her to swing your way, they always expected her to get with some picture perfect famous dude. That wasn't her preference though, she loved you.

"You're now named, 'random girl'." Leah said, a quiet chuckle after. Everyone was stumped on who you were. Of course, she didn't appreciate everyone trying to figure it out and dig into her personal life. But it sure was funny watching it.

Maybe one day she'll finally go public with you, and maybe that day was soon. As of right now though, she was content with you being her random girl, the speculation around her.

"Please, they're clueless." Leah giggled, leaning over to rest her head on your shoulder as your hand ran up and down her side.