❝ one day, we'll look back on the pictures of us and smile ❞
IN WHICH a girl and a boy hit it off so well at a red carpet that their friends have to go behind their backs to get them together.
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐒
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THE black car came to a slow halt, Juliette adjusting her jacket and Camille thanked their driver. "Alright, let's move, Carter. You've got 2 interviews today and I do not want to be late to either of them."
Juliette rolled her eyes, opening the door and stepping out, the blonde quick to keep up with the woman. Outside of the building stood Nicholas, Juliette's publicist, the tall man staring down at his phone intently with a Bluetooth earpiece in one of his ears.
As the two women approached him, he glanced up at them and sighed just relief, "Juliette, babe. So happy to see you," He squeezed her arm with a bright smile, Juliette mirroring his expression as he guided her into the buildings lobby.
"Okay, you've got the Wired Autocomplete interview and the Allure 9 new things interview. We've got three hours until the Allure interview, so let's keep things quick. You look great, you'll just need some touch ups on your makeup."
Juliette playfully rolled her eyes as they stepped into the elevator, "Thanks, Nicky. Very inspiring."
"Ground rules," Nicholas sent her a playful side eye, "I know you've been spending a lot of time with that Drew guy, don't act surprised, Camille's a blabber mouth." Juliette's jaw dropped and she glared at Camille, who guilty smiled with a shrug.
"For now, let's keep any and all answers about your love life vague. No need to lie if you're not comfortable with it, just dodge the question or shift your answer. I don't want a repeat of Griffin." Nicholas stared down at his phone as they exited the elevator, Juliette keeping in stride with him.
"Second, keep it PG, babe. I know you love your inappropriate jokes and sexual innuendoes. But let's keep it YouTube friendly, yeah?"
"Got it."
"And third," He stopped and turned towards Juliette before they entered the room, "Do nottalk about the extended version of emails i can't send. We still haven't announced it and I want it to be special for your first ever deluxe album. Got it?"
