Just Like That

• Chapter Nineteen •

Yesterday was amazing! Christian has so many brownie points. I had a lot of fun.

"Lacy, we're supposed to be downstairs in the lobby by now! What is taking you so long!" Crawford came out from the bathroom.

"Says the one who is in the room with me."

I may have some sass to give, but I am not going to let Crawford ruin my day. I don't want the fans to see my weak side. I have barely any patience at the moment..

"I'm just trying to be your motivation to hurt up!" He lifted his hands in surrender.

"Okay, well can you be a motivation over there?" I pointed to the other bed.

I love Crawford, don't get me wrong. But, he can sometimes get a little....
annoying.

"Right, sorry."

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"Hey!" Chris wrapped his arm around me.

"Hey," I smiled up to him.

"Okay guys, you know how to act with the fans, but this time, you have to be sure to stay in your booths, alright? No going anywhere to talk to someone," A guard was explaining what to do.

"Who are we sharing booths with?" Sam rose his hand unsurely.

"Oh, right. Chris with Crawford, of course. While Andrea is with Sam and Lacy."

The other people that were supposed to be here, ended up canceling the last minute.

"Good luck!" I still don't know the guards name, and I don't think anyone else does either.

"Why did the other people cancel? It's awkward with three people on a booth that normally fits two," I asked Sam.

He just shrugged and shook his head. Sam and I never really talk. He's a cool guy, but I think he's afraid that if he talks to me, Chris will do something about it. It's like he avoids me on purpose.

"Hey guys!" I introduced to some fans.

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"Lacy, do you remember me?" A girl with medium brown length hair asked me.

"Um, I feel like I should, but not from the top of my head."

She smiled lightly, brushing the hair from her shoulders. She seemed familiar, but I don't remember.

"It's Taylor, from our old school!"

I finally could recognize the girl from my childhood. She was my best friend. Well, we stopped being best friends over a big move I made. I moved away in seventh grade.

"Oh, my, goodness."

She smiled big, throwing her arms around me. We laughed in the hug together, parting away slowly.

"I've missed you so much!" She was smiling so big, her cheeks were getting bright crimson red.

"I've missed you more!" I replied.

"Well, Lacy, can I get a picture with you?" She actually asked.

"Of course! And would you want to hangout later? Grab some Starbucks or something?" I really wanted to hangout with her again. We used to be inseparable.

"That sounds amazing!"

We made Andrea take the picture.
Taylor was a big fan of Andrea when we were at that age, and I guess she still is.

I punched my number in her phone, letting her do the same.

"Good to see you again!" She waved goodbye while leaving our line.