Hollywood's Badboy

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"Call me everyday, ok?" Nate says every so often on the long car drive to the studio.

"Yes dad." I answer and he rolls his eyes at me, causing me to chuckle at him.

When we reach the studio, I pull Nate into a large bear hug and assure him that I'll be okay and that he doesn't have to worry about me.

After one last kiss to the cheek, I jumped out of Nate's car and closed the door shut, waving at Lance and Jason.

"Hey, you guys ready?" I ask as I walk towards Lance and Jason.

"Yep."

***

As soon as we got into the tour bus, the car jerked into motion and I stumbled towards my room for the month.

It was beautifully decorated and larger than I though it would be. All of our bedrooms looked sum- what identical except for the fact that mines was a bit larger since I was the only girl.

Maybe this trip wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Knock knock." Before I could even answer, my door crashed open and Jason walked through, his ego clear on his face.

"Yes?" I ask while ruffling through my stuff in search for my headphones.

"We have a autograph signing thingy at 7 o'clock so you better get ready, it's already 5." With that he left me, slamming the door back shut.

What crawled up his ass and died?

Slowly sighing, I walked over to my closet and ruffled through my clothes, looking for a simple outfit. I decided on an oversized hoodie and a pair of jeans for tonight since it was still chilly out.

After another hour and a half, I was done unpacking my stuff and had my hair and makeup done. "Are you guys ready!" I screamed across the bus to the other side, not even bothering to open the door.

"We've been ready for the past two hours Isabella." Jason responds and I roll my eyes at them. Boys and their clothing.

"Come on then."

***

The limo stops right in front of what looks like a five star hotel, with hundreds and hundreds of people awaiting in the front. As soon as I step foot out of the car, the screaming begins.

Don't get me wrong, I loved my fans but sometimes I wish that they would be a little quieter.

Jason look over here!

Isabella pose for the pictures!

Lance, smile!

Pose for us!

Smile!

Over here!

Omg it's really them!

After about another twenty minutes of posing and smiling, we were allowed inside the magnificent hotel and took a seat in the chairs that they provided us with. There must've been at least 500 or so people in here! How are we supposed to sign this many things at once?

"This is gonna be a long night." Lance huffed in his cute British accent.

"Tell me about it." I whispered back as the first group of people walked up to us.

***

After about another three hours or so, there was only about another 100 people left and it was already 10 o'clock.

I took it my phone and opened my group chat that held all my brothers.

Ugh, stuck in a signing thingy and I want to sleep. :(
-Isabella

Haha at least you don't have to go to school.
-Tyler

But I'm stuck with Mr. Badboy for the next couple months😭
-Isabella

What are you guys complaining about? I have work😲
-Nate

I silently turned my phone back off as the next group of people walked over to us and my breath was caught in my throat.

His brown- blonde hair was recognizable from almost everywhere. Sudden anger and sadness ran through me as he calmly walked towards us with his little sister.

How many times have I been grateful to see him? How many times have I jumped into his arms or even on his back?

Brandon Brewer.

"Hey, you know this person or something? Your face turned pale." Jason whispers to me and I immediately look away from Brandon.

"I used to." I answered while looking over at Jason instead.

"Omg! Isabella! Do you remember me?" Anna jumped up into my arms for a hug which I gladly accepted.

The security came running to me but I just waved them off, not wanting to scare Anna. Anna was seven, so about the same age as Jason's little sister. I've seen her so many times before because every time I would go over to Brandon's, she would be there. She was literally one of the cutest little things ever.

"Of coarse I do, Anna." I hugged her one more time before letting go.

"Omg Isabella, you look so pretty!" She screeched again hugged me one last time.

Jason and Lance just looked at me with confused expressions and I just smiled back at them.

It was so nice seeing Anna again because she was a close friend of mines as well. Since I never really had any girl friends, I would always talk gossip to her and in exchange, I would play tea party with her as well.

"Hey, where are you guys staying?" I asked Anna without even looking over at Brandon.

"In Brandon's car since he forgot to buy us hotel rooms." She rolled her eyes and I loved how she could be herself around me.

"Oh, I'm sure I have room for two more people in our tour bus to stay for the night." I said and Jason and Lance just glared at me.

She screeched at the top of her lungs and I literally had to cover my ears with my hands.

"Really?!" She asked and I nodded, smiling down at her.

"Yep, you could sleep in my room and you brother could sleep on the couch or something." I purposely said brother instead of Brandon because I knew I would break down again and I truly never wanted to shed a single tear for him again.

***

After about another hour, we headed back to our limo and back towards our bus.

Lance wrapped his arm around my neck in a friendly gesture in the limo and I blushed, looking back out the window.

From the corner of my eyes I could see Brandon glaring at me but I just merely ignored him, focusing on Anna.

"Are you guys hungry?" Jason asked, breaking the silence that was held in the car.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving." I answered and Lance agreed with me.

We pulled up into the nearest fast food restaurant which happened to be McDonalds.

"Get me a Big Mac!" I screamed to Lance as he got outa the limo and into the packed restaurant.

Jason just stared at me. "What?" I asked.

"You're supposed to be a super model. Aren't you supposed to take care of you body or something?" Jason asks, taking out his own phone from his back pocket.

"Just because I'm a model doesn't mean I have to starve myself." I snap back at him and he raises his hands as a sign of surrender.