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“Ava...” said Minka slowly, “Are you okay? Did something happen to you?”
I stared at her as she slowly knocked on the red door.
“I’m fine...” I said.
After talking on the phone with Niall I didn’t exactly want to go back out to the cameras... So I left through the fire escape.
Minka looked up at me and almost smiled. Then her eyes were filled with rage. Well more than usual.
“Where the hell where?” she shouted. I noticed the camera crew behind her and I looked at the ground in shame.
“Needed some air...” I muttered. I scratched the back of my ear nervously. I looked at everything in slim hallway except Minka or the camera crew, “Is it too late to go... record things....?”
“Yeah,” she said enraged, “It is! I can’t be here to supervise everything I have to go home!”
“... Can’t I stay?” I asked more clearly.
“Last time I left you alone in the studio you ended sleeping here!” she complained, “I couldn’t find you until one of the janitors thought you were some creeper fan!”
“But if you look on the bright side from that story,” I said with a trying look, “Lucida is now a very friend of ours!”
“Who’s Lucida?” she asked baffled.
“She used to clean this building!” I said shocked, “God Minka, you should start being a better friend.”
I gave her a disappointed look before I let out a smile.
“So can I stay?” I asked.
“Never past midnight,” she muttered.
“Thank you!” I said in a sing-song voice.
I walked back to the studio. I noticed the camera crew following and I suddenly felt guilty. I was being selfish in running away from the crew. It was their job to follow me places, and I was the one that Okayed this documentary.
“I’m sorry about walking out,” I told him with a trying warm smile, “It was immature, and I’m sorry.”
He only smiled and turned off his camera.
“I know it’s hard at first,” he said, “But after a while you learn to let go a bit. ”
That stuck with me for some reason.
I’ve been so scared of letting this documentary show everything. Spill everything without a second thought scared me.
I’ve made so many mistakes with my career so far; I’ve screwed up my options and put myself into this big gaping hole with so much space that’s filled with rules.
I have the world at my fingertips.
I have an amazing boyfriend.
I have a job that I wouldn’t change for the world.
I have the best friends anyone could ask for.
I don’t have anything to hide.
I’m well rounded.
So why do I feel as if I’m carrying the biggest secret anyone could hold?
“Thanks,” I said nicely.
I walked into the booth and finished recording ‘Hollywood’ but I couldn’t shake this uneasy feeling inside my chest. And it wasn’t because of the cameras.
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Finding Me (Sequel to Ava,The World, and Niall Horan)
أدب الهواةYour past doesn't define you, but your choices do. After leaving for nearly six months, Ava has come back London, and picked up her life right were it had left off. At least she thought she did. Your supposed to let go of baggage in six months right...
