The YouNow Relationship; Book Two||A Weston Koury Fanfiction

||Chapter One||

Amelia's POV

As I enter my penthouse, Jordan comes running to me.

"Hello my sweet girl!" I say getting down on my knees as her body collapse in my arms. "Did you miss mommy?"

She barked, which made me laugh.

I guess you could say I'm living the life! I have a penthouse, which includes a fake grass room for Jordan to run around and pee in. I could never picture myself living anywhere else. On the main floor is the kitchen, living area, dining room, Jordan's grass area, and a half bath. Upstairs, is my master bedroom, master bathroom, a filming room, an extra room for storage, and closets. I also have this walk in closet! And, I do all my makeup in my filming room, since it's still a pretty big room. It's luxuries! I know what you're thinking, yes, I do have two floors, but no other penthouse had an area for Jordan, so I had to get it. Oh! And I'm definitely not bragging, I'm just very grateful for what I have and I of course want to share it with you!

I just got back from a meeting in Beverly Hills. I'm a fashion designer, and created the fashion line "Infinity X". It turned out to be a huge success! As for my soccer career, it all got ruined after that one night... I was crushed, but I got over it and moved on with life.

Anyways, I made my way to the living room,  Jordan right behind me. As I opened my rose gold MacBook (A/N: Some Generation idk Apple is weirddd) I instantly accept Bella's FaceTime request.

"Hey babe! What's poppin?" Bella asked.

I laugh. "Nothing much, just got back from a huge meeting, it was so boring."

"I feel you girl, so much is going with the women's national team... it's so overwhelming."

Oh, by the way, Bella was my soccer buddy. She ended up going to college in Indiana, with a full scholarship. She practices with the woman's national team every other week. I'm happy for her, and support her.

"You're Bella! You can handle it. If I can run a clothing line, then you can play soccer."

"Ahhh you're right, I can do this."

She continued talking while I was opening some emails. One caught my eye. I quickly open it.

From: The Digi Tour
To: Amelia Stirling

Dear Amelia,

We are happy to inform you that we're having a Digi Tour reunion! The last tour ended on a bad note, and we know you guys are heartbroken from it. We're so incredible sorry for that. We truly are. But, maybe all of us coming together can fix us. Fix you guys. So please, come attend our reunion. It's going to be November 11th, at 6:00 o'clock. The reunion will be held in House Of Blues in Anaheim. It will be held in a small meeting area. We truly hope you all can make it.

Sincerely,
The Digi Tour

"Bella, I gotta go. I- I'll call later," I then quickly end it, without hearing her response.

I started crying, crying over what happened. Crying over him, my best friend. Crying over the fact it was all my fault. Crying because I could of saved him. Crying for... me.

I then started to have a panic attack. Yep, I have those now. Ever since the last day Digi existed...

||Welcome back ladies!!! I've missed you all so much! This is a little gift for Thanksgiving, so I hope you all enjoy it!
Love you all! And happy thanksgiving!!XOXO||