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“Good to know. And hey, I’m coming by your place tomorrow. I’d like to see what you’ve been working on so far.”
My stomach sinks. We haven’t even been here for twenty-four hours.
“Okay, great,” I say through clenched teeth.
Shit. I have barely anything. Some lyrics in the Notes app on my phone. A few song titles. That’s about it.
“I’ll pop in around noon. Give you some time to sleep in and get some rest. Expect to hit it hard tomorrow, kid. Lots of late nights coming your way.”
He ends the call as usual, not giving me a chance to respond.
Whatever.
“Is he mad?” Scarlett asks me.
“Pissed that it happened, yes. Mad at you or me? No.”
“Did he mention my video?”
“Which one?”
“The ‘get ready with me’ video I filmed earlier. Just before we left the house. I wanted to show people that we were together in Los Angeles.” She winces. “He wasn’t mad about it, was he?”
“He loves it when you do that.” I stare at her for a moment. “Even if you go off script.”
The helpless look on her face is almost amusing. “I don’t mean to. I just get into filming, and I forget I’m supposed to stick to a plan. Script. Whatever.”
“You just love to mess with their schedule, don’t you?” She’s brave that way, I’ll give her that. I figured she’d be the perfect little rule follower, never wanting to do anything to rock the boat or cause trouble.
And look at her, constantly making waves.
“Their topics are kind of... awful. Besides, I know what I’m doing online,” she says assuredly, just as she lifts her head away from my shoulder. I immediately miss the weight of her leaning against me. “And I really don’t think they do.”
“As long as Roger or Simon don’t complain, I think you’re good.”
“I said some things about you, though.” She bites her lower lip, appearing unsure. “So you could complain. Possibly.”
“Nothing too horrible, I hope.”
“Oh, I would never say anything horrible. That would be breaking the contract.”
Disappointment fills me at her remark. I kind of wish she didn’t want to say anything horrible about me because she actually likes me. Not because of the stupid contract.
But what do I expect? We’re locked into a contract together.
She’s just doing her job.
“I mostly went on about having a massive crush on you when I was much younger, and now my life is like a dream and I can’t believe my earlier wishes came true,” she further explains.
I stare at her for a moment, absorbing her words. “You really had a massive crush on me?”
She nods. “Well, yeah. I thought you knew this. Something about Five Car Pileup seemed so much more... accessible than One Direction. Like we had a chance to get with you guys.”
“For one, we weren’t nearly as famous.”
“True.” She smiles. “Plus you were a little closer to our age. Rachel and I firmly believed we could use that to our advantage.”
“And look, you actually did.”
