Alex's POV
"Move out of the way!!"
"Step back, clear the area!"
I hear these words being shouted and lost in a sea of photographers and fans crushing in on the group. I'm staying in formation with the security guards and managers. We have practiced this very often to make sure there are no gaps. I'm wearing a matching pair of black sweats and hoodie, my long brown hair tied and buried under a ball cap. Trying to blend in and not be outed as a female with the group, when all of a sudden two girls realized I was smaller than the rest and rush right toward me. In the process they knock me over, hat flying off and hair falling down. Everything seems to freeze before I am grabbed by one of the members and pulled in tightly to the guys. I can now hear screaming about a girl in the group surrounding us. I can see the disappointment on the guards faces and know the backlash from the media is coming. I think to myself
How in the hell did I end up here?
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Our Assistant's Life
FanfictionWhat happens when your life does a complete 180? How did I wind up in foreign country, foreign language unknown, working as an assistant? How did I become an employee of the biggest band in the world? This life makes no sense!
