That night Nick and I spend hours with George trying to find where the photo was taken. In all honesty, we should have just reached out to the people that posted the photos. But we didn't want people to know what we were up to. We needed to keep things on the down low. And honestly, I don't trust my fans like she does.
She was brave going out and living a normal life. After what happened with Tony and being known as my girl, she was risking a lot. She could easily be picked from a crowd. She was unique and different. She wasn't normal. She wasn't your average run of the mill girl. She was fucking incredible and special. If you knew me, and my friends, you knew what Nameless looked like. Every day she played with fire. But she always had.
"Wait I think I got something." George sends over a link to a tweet.
Normally girls are ones to seem like they work for the FBI but somehow my friends were pulling through. The later into the day and night things got the more friends that piled into help. By the next morning we had answers. I knew where she was. I had Nameless at my fingertips now. She was just in reach. I just needed the courage to act on what I needed to do.
"I don't know if any of what we did is legal." Alex speaks and the call bursts into a laughter. I even let a laugh out. Because god was he speaking facts.
It probably wasn't. We did a lot of shit to uncover locations. We searched every photo high and low for clues. We stalked Twitters and Instagrams. I made everyone enter psycho mode. I don't apologize either because fuck did this make me so happy.
It made me happy because I knew where she was at. I could play the same game she did. I could show up whenever I wanted. I could see her when I wanted. And at any point if I wanted I had the opportunity to say something, given the chance.
Of course that didn't mean that it would work, but I could try. And I could try. And I could try. Eventually she'd give in right? Maybe that was too much to ask of her. But she still loves me maybe? I mean at the least I know she thinks about us. If she didn't she wouldn't ever come back. We're on her mind. So maybe just maybe she'll let me back in.
"I need to go see her now." I go to leave the call but before my finger clicks the red button, Alex stops me.
"Stalking might not be the best option here." He warns me of the potential problems that might arise, but fuck it. I don't care. Arrest me. At least I'll have seen her face to face.
"There's no talking sense into him." Nick alerts our friends. It's the truth. There is no sense to be had in my head. I've got a one track mind right now. And Nick right now, doesn't have a choice but to join along. He either lets me take his car, or he's coming along. And the first option is a no go.
"Byeee." I leave the call and races down the stairs. I call out for Nick. He slowly makes his way toward the front door as I rush out of it.
There is no rushing him along if I want to go. He's doing me a favor driving me around like I'm a lost puppy dog. The least I could do was be a little bit patient with him. I was trying my best but fuck was it difficult. George on the other hand, stayed out of this. There was no way to convince him to tag along.
The drive takes over an hour. It doesn't help that we have to stop twice for Nick to piss. I swear to god his bladder is the size of a damn pea. It's either that, or he's just doing this on purpose. At this point, it could be both.
"Are you really sure you want to sit here until she shows up?" Nick asks as we sit in his car outside the place we've found out she works at.
"Duh." I roll my eyes. My focus still latched to the windows inside her building. I don't want to look away. I might miss her. And then all of this would be for nothing.
"And if you see her what are you going to do? Go in there and talk to her?" Nick looks at me, I can see it out of the corner of my eye.
"Are you crazy?" I practically yell. "Are you insane?" I shake my head. "Hell no. That would be ridiculous. She wouldn't talk to me. Yesterday she was harassed by my fans. You really think she's going to want to talk to me now?"
"Then way did I drive all the way here if you aren't going to say a word?" Nick huffs, sliding down in the driver seat.
"Because you're my best friend and you want me happy." I sit up in my seat and lean forward, focusing my eyes on the moving figures inside the store.
Nick doesn't fight my answer. He stays quiet doing god knows what on his phone. Hours go by. I don't know how long it's actually been. But I know it's been more than half the day because the sun is setting and there's still no sight of her. Of course it's the one day she's off. Just my luck.
We repeat the same process daily. Well, I repeat it. Nick gives in and let's me take his car. One day was enough for him. George stays completely out of anything to do with my adventures to Nameless. He doesn't know where I disappear off to. And he doesn't care to ask either.
It takes awhile for me to see her. I somehow miss her for at least the first week I'm there. It's either bad luck or she's avoiding work like the plague after the incident. I mean I would if I were her. It's got to be scary just watching her entire life flash before her eyes simply based on her past.
Once I see her though, it becomes addicting. I fiend for more. It drives me to come back. It sucks me in like a black hole. Everything that I do revolves around her. I live, sleep, eat, and breathe everything that she is.
I get the courage to step out of the car a few times, but never enough to step toward the building. I can't do it alone. I can't speak to her for the first time alone. I need my friends, our friends by my side. Maybe she'd give me more sympathy then. I doubt it, but the idea is there.
After weeks of drives, weeks of watching from afar, I finally convince my friends to join me. Nick and George join me on my adventure to try and win her back. It's probably the dumbest idea I've ever had, second to leaving her, but I had to put my big boy pants on. I needed to give her her truth.
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i kind things its cute they they went fbi mode. just me? probably. but either way i kind love our obsessive king here.
i hope you all enjoyed. make sure to love some love like always!
much love, ashley <3
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