Think You Can Handle Me?

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|Chapter 12|

ACE

"Ok, so Ace! I know you're young and handsome, I mean the ladies out there-they love you."

I chuckled and nodded. "Oh snap they do huh?"

The interviewer laughed. "Come on man, you know it's true. Just take a look."

I looked outside the windows to see hundreds of people standing out there with huge signs. Waving and smiling at them, making them scream.

"See, how does it feel man?"

"It's wild, I honestly don't even believe it sometimes. like I've been doing music for a while, so I've had a following. But this is different ya know? Now I have people knowing my every move, people following me, trying to sneak into my house. I dunno, I enjoy it." I shrugged making him and everyone else laugh.

"I can only imagine, but word on the street is you're no longer single. How true is that?"

Before I even thought things through, my dumbass raised my eyebrow and said. "Well what street is that?"

Then I realized he was talking about Dove. Shit.

"Oh so you and Dove Cameron are not a couple?"

My eyes grew as I leaned back in my chair. I could just feel C breaking my damn neck now. "I mean look, nothing personal but I just like to keep that type of stuff under wraps ya know." I lied hoping to god that he bought it.

Scooter is gonna kill my ass.

He nodded slowly. "Ahh ok, I got it. My bad man, I didn't mean to offend you at all."

"Nah it's cool. Just my whole entire life is now broadcasted everywhere. I at least want some parts to stay private."

Thank god I am a good liar cause that got him to switch subjects.

After the interview I had to run and get ready for a photoshoot. It was one of my biggest ones yet. Calvin Klein.