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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I stare at the hotel ceiling. It's 6 in the morning, and I have to be up in thirty minutes, but my stupid body wont allow me to fall back asleep. I roll over to my stomach and close my eyes. I swore just a minute had passed but sooner or later my alarm went off. I get out of the bed and look outside of the window. 

Damn. LA's view in the morning is beautiful, I thought to myself. I grab a pair of gray wide leg sweatpants and a matching hoodie to go get breakfast with my band mates. I yawn. Why do we have to get up so early if the show starts at 6 pm? I sigh as I leave the room and gather with the band in the private hotel kitchen.

"Hey how'd ya sleep?" The pianist asks. I'm about to answer the question when she says "Hey don't forget, vocal rest!" Oh right. I make a face at her. I quickly write on my phone "sorry i like to yap 😿".

 Everyone in the room laughs at the message and I frown jokingly and roll my eyes. I go around the line of food and grab a protein muffin and a banana. "Here's your tea" Says one of my managers. I smile and drink it and then finish my food. I hurry back to my room and put on a pair of leggings and sports bra. I put my hair up and a hat, so hopefully people wont see me. It's like a tradition whenever we stay in a beautiful city for a show I go on a run and explore. 

Our hotel was close to Beverly Hills, which I've never been too, so its like a cinematic experience. I make it to the entrance and stop and admire all of the houses and luxury shops. "Aaand action!" I hear behind me. I quickly turn around and see a whole ass production crew filming a red older car. Im trying not to be out of character because it looks like a film taking place in the past. The car is about to pass me and I look at the driver. We make eye contact and as the car passes me we keep our eyes locked. Who was th- 

"Nicholas! Eyes on the road! Stay in character! Alright everybody lets take 5." The director says. I think I just messed them up? Omg I'm scared don't confront me! I take a breath and start running back to the hotel. Who was that guy? More that where has that guy been my whole life! When I returned from the hotel, I took a shower and got dressed for a sound check and rehearsal. 

ugly fat hoes🥘🦄🔥

paris😈

guys help

helpppopoopopppppppppoooooooopopopo

do we know any actors that are filming in la and named nicholas

gay🌈👩‍❤‍💋‍👩

when I said I was smart I didn't mean that smart 

paris😈

 brothaaaa chlo PLEASE tell me you know

I need this man

I stare at the screen hoping at least Chloe knew. She was always knew everybody and there business.

chlo 🩷💋

were you in Beverly hills? I think there filming monsters there. nicholas chavez is his name!

paris😈 

STOP I LOVE YOU

gay🌈👩‍❤‍💋‍👩

SIGH I guess no one loves me 

paris😈

girl I'm texting yall when I'm supposed to be getting ready for the show

shit

I got in trouble

BYE CUTIES MAMA LOVES YOU



I put my phone down and let my makeup "people" finish my look. I gaze around the room and settle on wearing some baggy jeans with shorts under, and a black cropped long sleeve top. Part of me hopes that this "Nicholas" guy realized it was me and is here tonight. What is he wasn't looking at me and just got distracted..I'm just overthinking it. 




𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐞✩࿐࿔

hiiii guys lmk if this is short or not Idkkkk! hope your liking it so far!

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