the phone exchange ; h.r

fourteen

*a few months later*

"BREE GUESS WHAT!" Hunter yells, causing my phone to fly out of my hands, across to the other side of the room.

"What? You almost me a heart attack." I sigh and stand up, walking over to get my phone. "I'M DOING MY OWN TOUR!" he exclaims.

Over the past few months, Hunter's fame has only grown. And the hate to me, has only gotten worse.

I'm not sure if hunter knows or not, I haven't told him and he hasn't said anything about it. On the flip side, I've gained my own following and a lot of people are really nice to me and love my photography.

My feelings for Hunter have developed as well. I like him. A lot.

More than words can explain.

I'm not sure how he feels, one minute I think we're more than friends, the next, we're friends again. He's just really confusing.

"That's great, H." I smile towards him, staring into his deep brown eyes. "I wasn't finished," he pauses to smirk,"you're going with me." he continues.

I stare at him in shock. This can't be. How is this possibly happening? I'm going on tour? There's no way.

"What? How?" I ask probably sounding to nervous, or worse, scared.

"Well, I figured since you've gained your own little following now, you could come along. Plus you can take some really dope pics." he smiles.

"For how long?" I ask. "Just a month. We'll be going from venue to venue, you have a passport right? because it's a European tour."

I nod my head slowly, maybe this isn't a bad idea after all. Maybe this will be the best thing I've ever done.

"You in?" he questions. "I'm in." I smile and nod my head up and down. "YAY!" He screams and runs up to me, throwing his arms around my waist.

"I'm happy you're going," he says pulling away. "Me too, this is gonna be fun."

"Blake and Ariel are going too, so you won't be the only girl." he winks.

I roll my eyes, "So, a European tour aye? I've always wanted to go to London."

"I have too, and I'm glad the first time I'm going will be with you. That makes it even more special." he smiles cheesily.

"You're such a dork, Rowland." I giggle.

"If only I was your dork" he mumbles. well, I'm assuming I wasn't supposed to hear that.

What is that supposed to mean?

"So," he breaks the silence, "We leave this weekend, better get packing."

"This weekend?!" I say stunned by the sudden change of my feel about this tour.

"Um, yeah? Is that a problem? Because I can see if we can change-" I cut him off.

"No," I send a weak smile, "The dates are perfect."

This weekend is my birthday. My mom is supposed to come home but I'm doubting her arrival, but what if she does show up and I'm not there?

No. I'm probably overreacting. She won't show.

"Are you okay?" he asks. "Yep, great." I smile. If only it was real.

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A/N: IM BAAACK! I'm officially back you guys. I'm sorry for the sudden break, honestly I don't know why I stopped writing, but I'm back now. So it's all good :))

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