Dog Filters and Musical.ly

Chapter 14

Hello. You might want to reread the last chapter to jog your memory. Also, please read the authors note at the end❤️

The plane ride took forever. Marlee and I tried to occupy ourselves by playing HeadsUp and other things on our phones.

When we finally landed in Miami. The first thing we did was check into our hotel. Which was incredibly busy. It took us thirty minutes just to get up to the desk.

"Why do you think everything's so busy?" I asked Marlee.

"Everybody's I'm town for the Rowland tour. Duh," she joked.

"Haha very funny." When my parents finally got checked in and we headed up to the rooms. Plural because Marlee and I got our own.

"You girls go to your room. Your dad and I are going to take a nap real quick. Jet lag," my mom told us.

"And don't go anywhere without telling us," my dad added.

"Okay. We'll see you in a little bit," I said as we walked off.

Marlee and I got on our phones as soon as we got into the room.

I saw what Mark was up to on every one of his social media sites. He hadn't updated on anything for awhile. I found that really suspicious because Mark is on social media all the time.

"Has Hunter updates any of his social media lately?" I asked Marlee.

"No. Has Mark?" She asked

"No."

"Huh, that's weird."

A few minutes passed of silence. Then, Marlee's notifications went off. Not even .5 seconds she gasped.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked, worried.

"Mark is here," she replied.

"Mark? My Mark? Here? In Miami?"

"Yes! DigiTour is this weekend! I knew there was something going on here this weekend!"

"Ugh," I groaned. We couldn't go because we were so busy with other things.

And then it hit me.

"Let's go now," I told Marlee.

"What?"

"Let's go find him. And maybe we can catch Hunter on the way!"

"Avonlee are you insane? You're parents said we couldn't go anywhere!"

"Too bad," I said getting up. I went to the door and put my hand on the handle.

"Let's go get my man back."

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Marlee tried calling Mark several times telling him she was at Digi and wanted to see him.

But it went to voicemail every time.

Sometimes I would take the phone and call him just to hear his voice. Oh how I missed it.

We walked for what seemed like forever until we got to the building that Digi was held in.

"Great, we're here. Now how are we going to get in?" Marlee asked. I sat and thank about how we could possible have gotten in. "We just need to go back to the hotel before your parents wake up."

"No way," I said to Marlee. "He needs to know I'm here and that I'm apologizing."

"What if he doesn't want to see you?" And right then and there is when I realized what huge mistake I was making.