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"Alexa, I hope you haven't forgotten that you have a shoot today and an interview right after," Andrew said.

"And what is this interview for?" I asked.

"Two things, to clear up the rumours and also to talk about your Jacquemus show," he said.

I went into the studio to start our shoot. The second I stepped in I was thrusted into hair and makeup. All the people were bustling about to get everything right.

I held a very serious expression and moved fluidly. It wasn't hard to hold a bitch face mainly because that's how I've been feeling for a few days now.

"Flip your hair Alex," Cameron instructed. Why did he have to say that? I do it usually. But recently I've been so forgetful and out of my element. Pretending to be engaged to a stuck up singer would do that to you.

"You're a little tense babe. Take a breather," he said, stopping the shooting. I went out of frame and sat down. I took a couple deep breaths to compose myself.

"Are you okay, Alex?" Cameron asked, sitting beside me.

"Perfectly fine, Cam. Just a little worn out," I smiled weakly.

"Is it about the whole Niall situation?" He asked.

"Mostly, Yeah. It's taking a toll on me. But I'm sure everything will go back to normal soon enough," I said.

"If you ever need someone to rant to, I'd happily listen to you. I hope you know that," he said.

"Appreciated Cam. Alright let's get this shoot done with. This dress is weighing me down," I chuckled, walking back into the frame.

After my shoot I had a couple hours to burn before going to the set where the interview was being filmed. I went to a coffee shop that was close to the studio and ordered myself a strong black coffee with a donut. It was mid day and this is all I've had the whole day, definitely not healthy. When I returned to the studio to fetch my things to leave I saw a familiar face wandering around the set.

"Can I help you?" Cameron asked him.

"Yeah uh. Have you seen Alexandria anywhere?" He asked.

"And who are you?" Cameron asked, narrowing his eyes at the strange looking man. He ended up pulling his cap off and removing his sunglasses. His shiny blues are a dead giveaway to who he is.

"Her fiancé. Can I know where she is?" He asked. That sounded awkward and must've been awkward to say as well. Oh I'm going to get an earful without a doubt.

"She went out to get coffee," Cameron said. Niall huffed angrily and stalked towards where I was stood.

"Oh here you are," He said, a little shocked.

"Here I am. Why are you here?" I asked.

"To drop you off at you set today," he said.

"And my car?" I asked.

"Someone will take it back home. Come on, let's leave," he said and pulled on my elbow.

"Excuse me. I still have to get my things," I said, snatching my hand out of his hold. I took all my belongings before giving Cameron and quick hug and a kiss on his cheek before leaving with Niall.

"You can't be seen ogling with other men, you idiot," he said.

"He's my friend and I can hug whoever I want," I said, a little agitated.

"We're not even acquaintances and yet people assume we're getting fucking married," he said.

"Assuming my friend is gay, I doubt I'm going to have any issues regarding Cameron and I," I scoffed. We drove to the set of the late night hosted by Fallon. Niall dropped me and then drove off. Once I walked into set, as everyday, I was pulled into hair and makeup. I was handed a simple black jumpsuit to wear.

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