The fangirl assistant (Not finished)

Chapter 3 - Apathetic

"So now that we're alone would you please enlight us and tell us what the fuck were you doing in a fight, missy?" Dad Asher made an appearance, making the guys and I laugh. "Well, in my defense it wasn't my fault I swear, you know I've never fought with a fan before but that was actually the problem." I shrugged. "She wasn't a fan... she came to me and started questioning me about basically who did I sleep with or who's groupie I was to be working here." I began getting mad again just by remembering and repeating the nonsense I had to listen come out of her mouth. "No way, she did not." Miles said in disbelief. "But you know that's not true, Gracie, you got that one once before and you laughed it off... why was it different now?" Asher asked curious. "Well, yeah, but this chick wouldn't let it go, she kept belittling all of you and she started asking how could she get with Edgar for obviously all the wrong reasons." I snapped. "Oh, now I get it." Miles began teasing. "She wanted your precious prince charming" They both laughed as Edgar smirked getting closer to wrap his arms around me. "It wasn't like that. I was defending all of you." I whined and they all laughed. "Come on, babe. You do know I'd never go for someone like that." He chuckled. "I would go for someone smarter, definitely not a groupie... and badass." He whispered the last part against my ear, sending goosebumps all over my body. "I know." I whispered back, blushing.

"Okay, seems like the lovebirds have stuff to talk about." Asher cleared his throat, hinting at Miles to let us be. "ALONE." Asher said louder, dragging him out of the dressing room. "Okay but we'll be in the car waiting for answers." Miles yelled as they got out. "Like I was saying I honestly do not want some groupie... I think I've been pretty clear about how much I want you." He smiled. "I want you, pretty girl." He said it... I'm not dreaming, he actually did say it and I swear to God if I wasn't in his arms I would be on the floor right now. "Say something, please." He whispered with hopeful eyes. "I just wish this was simpler." I sighed. "Why?" He frowned. "It is simple. I like you and I'm pretty sure you like me back." He pulled back slowly from the embrace but keeping our hands intertwined. "Well of course I like you, you guys are like my best friends." I replied knowing perfectly that wasn't what he meant and also how I felt about him. "I really want to try and be more than that... but everytime I try to make a move you just..." He sighs frustrated, letting go of my hands. "I don't know If I'm making a fool of myself and you actually don't like me that way." 'I do like you, Edgar, in fact, I love you'. I really want to tell him that. But I can't.

"You look like you want to say something, Gracie" He says. "Could it be that maybe you're just nervous about how this could change..." I don't let him finish. "your career" I say. "No, no. That's not what I mean. I was talking about our friendship." He sounds desperate about how I'm handling the situation. I have this amazing guy pouring his heart out to me and I'm basically rejecting him.

"Edgar, there are other things that could get way more affected by your feelings than our relationship" I state. "My feelings? So you have none I see." He says. "That's not what I said, Eddie." I sighed frustrated knowing I'm not winning today. I can't because I will not tell the truth and who can win if they're telling lies? "No, I get it. But I still don't get how can you always turn everything into work related." He sounds hurt. "Because that is what I'm here for, Ed." I start raising my voice. "I work for you." He let out a sarcastic laugh. "You're making it sound like we're nothing apart from people that work together." He turns around, facing the door.

"Well maybe that would be the best." I whispered so low that he almost didn't get it but of course he did. "You don't mean that." He turns around with hurt in his eyes. "Look at us, Ed... we had never fought before and today we did it. Twice. I don't want to ruin our friendship over this." Please don't hate me, I plead in my head. "So you rather just break my heart? I see." He chuckled ironically. "Are you going to keep it professional just with me or the lads too?" He asked in a harsh tone. "Eddie, don't be like this, please." Tears began forming in my eyes as I bit my lip to stop it from shaking. "You know what, Grace? It's fine." He grabbed his jacket and turned around one last time before leaving. "See you tomorrow at rehearsal, assistant."