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Maeve POV
They release me from the hug and watch as I wipe my tears. They don't dare to say a word. My eyes are a light shade of pink.
"Take care of each other. I'm going to go work out." My shaky voice says.
I never liked running on a treadmill because I get no where. I start with a ten mile run around the city. Pausing every now and then, I had to let myself break down. Adam meant so much to me.
My body desperately wants to shoot some targets, but I am not allowing myself to. I would probably lose control of my self.
The phone in my pocket rings obnoxiously in my ear buds. I want to ignore it, but Michael is ringing. My answer is rude and harsh, but he doesn't seem to mind.
"We have an interview in an hour or so. We need you to come."
Interviews suck. Usually I'm sitting in the corner staring at the interviewer the entire time making sure they don't ask any wrong questions.
"I'll be back at your place in fifteen." I respond, sprinting five miles back to their place.
Bursting through the door, I am all out of breath. The Aussies look up from their phones which I assume they were using Twitter.
Michael quietly says "Twelve minutes."
I smile, knowing that he is clearly impressed. Especially because I'm barely sweating.
Breathing hard, I ask, "What time is the interview?"
Calum answers by saying in twenty minutes. I nod in response and head off to the shower.
After I take care of my business, (only took me seven minutes, I am proud of myself), I put on a simple black dress following my boss's orders. Not the type of girl that wears heels, I choose chunky combat boots on instead. Better choice for someone like me anyway. I throw my hair up into a high ponytail, but I choose to braid it as well. I touch up my make up per my boss's orders. Ten minutes to go.
Now this is the harder part. I have to talk with Ashton.
I call him to my room and sit him down on the bed after pushing Calum out. ("But Cashton has to stick together!" like I give a fuck Kiwi). Ashton looks at me with a questioning glance and I sigh.
"Look, Ashton. I don't want to do this. I don't have a choice. But I have to. My name is not Maeve when we are in public first off. It will be Makayla. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am." He answers. He's intimidated by the way I'm speaking.
"You and I were close friends and you invited me on the rest of the tour with you guys." I wait for him to nod. "And lastly, and my least favorite part, eventually, you will be my boyfriend."
•//•
I take the keys out of Michael's hands and spin around him, causing my dress to fly out. I hate wearing dresses. Michael pouts until I give him a pointed look. He cowers behind Luke and whimpers slightly, playing along with my game.
"Let's go Five Sauce!"
"Yes Makayla!" They answer back, all aware of my cover up story.
We pile into the small van, but it's barley large enough to fit the band. Let alone me as well. I hop into the drivers seat with Ashton on my right riding shotgun. The other three are in the back bickering over why Luke is sitting in the middle.
Idiots I think.
The ride to the interview isn't as bad as expected. Yes, i had to lose a few dedicated fans who were following us. But over all, not so bad. Especially once the boys stopped fighting.
The interviewer meets us at the back entrance, which is unusual. I don't like the sight of it, so I put my nonprescription glasses on. They are used for background checks and what not. I'm not sure how they work, but they do.
The interviewer greets us and gives me a little glare, but that was just enough to run a background check on her.
Avery Brown
Interviewer
Not a threatThe simple information pops up onto my watch, and I am instantly at ease. This is not the most accurate information, however. She's not on the watch list, which is what I'm most concerned about.
She sits the boys down on chairs with Ashton on his little box drum thing. Avery tells them how the interview is going to work. The live audience will come in, then she will introduce the boys, have the interview, then they will play some songs. She also mentions something about the live audience asking questions.
Right now, I am standing off to the side with one of their bodyguards. I think his name is Jacob? He seems to be watching Avery's every move.
When I question him about it, he tells me, "There's something about her that I don't like. Like something is going to happen."
That's the moment when two and two makes four.
Avery Brown. Daughter of Nick Brown.
FBI's most wanted criminal.
Signing off,
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