Forever and Always (R5)

11) West Coast

I stepped out of the car, greeted by a fresh breeze. I pushed my loose hair away from my face to see clearly and pull off the hair which was stuck on my lips. I look over at Ross who was already out of the car. I put my hand back into the car, pulling out my bag. I haul it over my shoulder for the 100th time today. I look over and Ross and I saw that he wasn't bringing anything so I placed the bag back down on the floor of the car. He looks at me raising an eyebrow looking confused on what I was doing. I smile back at him to try to assure him that i'm okay. I softly close the car door and walk to where he was standing on the other side.

"You ready to go?" he asks grinning.

"Yeah. Where are we going?" I ask looking around at the bare beach with rough waves.

"Oh not here, a place further up the hill" he says starting to walk up towards the steep hill. It confused me why he didn't just park up there but I brushed it aside.

"I don't think you or your family are bad people. I just hate the fact you made a video of me being humiliated" I say struggling to keep up with him.

"I understand, the manager thought it would be good publicity to be on t.v but we never thought about the girl, you" he says stopping for me to catch up to him.

"How did you chose me?" I asked stopping at where he stood. This question is what I have been keeping asking myself during those days alone in my hotel room. There was not much to think about expet that question although there were some others I didn't even want to think about.

"He was there with an interview with Jim, he saw you in the crowd wearing the r5 shirt and thought you'd be perfect. He talked to me before the signing and told me to get close to you. That's when I realized it was a bad idea but he refused to let it go saying he's already signed the contract. So I had to do it and I did it" he says with hand movements. I stare at him, not knowing how to react.

"How much further is it?" I ask quickly changing the subject looking around at the fancy houses each side of the street.

"Must be the yellow one" he says pointing to a yellow barn looking house. Although it didn't look like the other houses because the others looked like retired billionaires lived there, this one looked like some farm house. I stared at him puzzled. "Come on, you're too high strung, you need to get loose. Think of it as a favour" he says starting to walk again. Not knowing what to do, I follow him further up the street. It surprises me that none of the neighbours are complaining or yelling at them to turn the loud music down. The further I went up the street I realized why he parked at the bottom, the cars parked outside were covered in silly string.

"This looks too crazy" I say turning around wanting to go home. I felt him grab my hand and pull me towards the house. "This is against my will" I frown but he ignores and continues to pull me with him.