Hollywood Hearts

Two

I walked into the front then groaned as I stretched, reaching my arms above my head as I popped my back.

"Morning, Perse." I heard a strained voice say then I opened my eyes and saw the guys trying not to stare as I stood there in a tank-top and my black panties that showed half my ass.

"Ew, cold coffee?" I breathed as I eyed it then I huffed, looking in the fridge.

"Hey, aren't you on a strict diet?" Danny asked and I looked at him then snorted.

"I never go by that diet, darling. It's more of a... suggestion, if you will." I said and reached into the fridge, grabbing the bottled drink and reading over the label.

"Who's is this?" I asked and they looked at me.

"Oh, that's Jordon's." Matt said and I eyed Jordon.

"What the hell is this supposed to be?" I laughed and he pouted.

"A cleanser, you drink it after drinking all night." He said and I rolled my eyes, putting the drink back and grabbing a water instead.

"Where are we going first?" I asked and shut the fridge, looking at the schedule.

"San Diego." George said and I looked at him.

"And I'm what? A dancer for you guys?" I asked and fell on the couch next to Jorel, sipping my water as he stared intently at a post on his phone screen.

"Yeah, we have dancers on stage and you'll be one of them. I think you're assigned to J-Dog." George said and, at my confused look, he sighed.

"Jorel, him." He said and I looked at Jorel then saw a flush on his cheeks and grinned.

"Do I make you nervous, Jorel?" I asked and he licked his lips, glancing at me for a split second.

"N-No, I'm fine." He said and I grinned, wanting to play with him more, but the door opened and Ian came on the bus.

"Hey- Perse, stop it!" He said and I huffed, backing off and standing.

"Can you please go get dressed?! There's an interviewer here!" Ian said and I grinned, going to the back to get dressed and put on my face. As I went back out, I saw the camera guy here and Ian stopped me before the camera caught a shot of me.

"Perse-"

"Read the contract. Interviews are allowed." I smirked and he let go as I went over and greeted the interviewer, a Bryan guy.

"Wow, you are beautiful!" He said and I grinned as I sat next to him, putting my arm around his neck.

"You're cute, Bryan! In that school boy way!" I giggled and he nervously laughed, looking awkward as the guys eyeballed me.

"What?" I innocently asked and looked at Bryan's questions.

"So, where were you?" I asked and he cleared his throat.

"So-so uh, you guys- sorry, I'm sorry!" He said, but Jorel huffed and grabbed my arm, pulling me off of Bryan.

"If you're going to hang on someone, hang on me and not the kid!" He whispered in my ear and I glared as I pulled my arm free, Bryan focusing on the other guys as his camera man ignored us thankfully.

"I'm allowed to do what I want-"

"Then why can't you even take pictures of yourself?!" He whispered and I glared, the sound of my palm slapping his cheek filling the bus and making all eyes turn to us.

"Fuck you, Jorel!" I growled and stood, storming off the bus, but not going far.

Jorel's POV
"Dude, what the fuck just happened?!" Dylan asked as my cheek stung, but I deserved that.

"Nothing." I whispered and stood, walking off the bus to find her before we got in trouble. Thankfully, she was just standing by the trailer as the crew got set up for the dancers to practice.

"Perse, I didn't mean to-"

"Sure you did." She said and turned to me, shaking her head.

"You meant it, and I reacted like that because it's how I've always lived. I'm sorry." She said and I nodded.

"You hungry?" I asked, but she rolled her eyes.

"I can't go anywhere alone-"

"I'd be with you, so it wouldn't technically be a violation of the rules." I said and she smiled some as she softly laughed.

"Loophole-"

"I studied the contract, there are plenty of loopholes if you look for them." I said and offered her my hand.

"Lunch with me? Outside the venue, where I'll be right beside you and you won't be breaking the rules." I said and she nodded, taking my hand.

"Okay." She said then I smiled and texted Ian about our plans and he only said to be careful. As we left the venue, Perse hugged my arm and stared at the city around her.

"You've never been here?" I asked and she looked at me then shook her head.

"I rarely leave LA, even for shoots." She said, which confused me.

"Wait, weren't you just in Paris for a spring photoshoot?" I asked, but she snorted.

"A built Paris, sure, inside a warehouse in LA. My dad doesn't like me leaving the country, the state mostly, but he tolerates anything outside Cali because I'm a model." She said and I frowned.

"Perse, he's controlling your life-"

"I can't get away from him, so I have to put up with it." She said and I sighed, getting to the fast food joint and opening the door for her.

"I thought I was supposed to have a diet?" She grinned and I smirked.

"I thought that was more of a suggestion than a rule." I said and she laughed as we got in line, ordering our food and sitting at a table to eat.

"What will it take for him to stop controlling you?" I asked and she looked at me then scoffed.

"I don't know you, you don't deserve an answer-"

"I'm just trying to be nice, Perse!" I hissed and she glared, ignoring my question to eat instead. This... this woman! I swear, I'll find a way to free you!