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Megan's POV

After breakfast I got upstairs and get ready to go to modelling. I may dress punk rock but I've always loved dressing girly. I love fashion, see I went throughout a time when I was really into punk rock but I've grown out if it. Michael likes that we are so similar I feel that if everyone knows we're I am that they will think differently of me. I always tell them I'm going to my one friend, Hanna's, house when I leave.

"Michael, I'm going over to Hanna's" I say entering the living room to see the guys playing FIFA.

"Mhmm, bye" he grunts not Evan noticing me. What a guy.

I get in my car and drive to Hannah's to pick her up, we met 3 years ago when I started to model.

"Hey beautiful" Hanna says getting in the car

"Hey gorgeous, ready to go" I say while turning on my music, all time low.

"He'll yeah" she says causing us to burst out laughing.

We spend the day doing our shoots, by time I leave at 6 I'm exhausted.

"Michael, I'm home" I call out while walk g into the kitchen, only to see a note.

Hey other half, the guys and I went to get pizza. Be back at 7
-Michael

We'll at least I'll get some food. While I waited I called my parents in France. The moved a few months ago back use of my dad's job and left Michael and I because "we needed to learn to live without them". Just as I hang up the phone. 4 tall and loud teenage boys come bursting through the door.

We ate pizza and watched movies the rest of the night, soon only Luke and I were awake.

"Hey Luke"

"What's up meg"

"Can you come with me to an appointment tomorrow , I don't want to go alone and don't want Michael to know"

"Yeah sure I'm free anyways"

"Thanks Luke" I say snuggling into his side, suddenly feeling sleepy.

"Anything for you meg"

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