2/13/11
Taking several deep breaths Miranda looked at her reflection as she stood in the hotel room she had been in most of the day. Getting ready for one of music's biggest nights.
Now she was ready to leave at any moment just as soon as her boyfriend finished his final touches in the bathroom. His getting to come with her being something that hadn't been planned on but his schedule had cleared up in the last few days and he had been able to come.
Which Prue was thankful for Miranda knew because Prue had made it known a week after the Los Angeles show she didn't want to come. Something Miranda found odd but Prue had been acting odd ever since the night at the club or more like ever since as Miranda had predicated the media had somehow found out about it.
Saying that she and Taylor had seemed more than friendly and accusing her of cheating on Nick. Which was crazy and of course she had tried to tell Prue and Nick both that but it seemed neither believed her for their own reasons.
So Miranda was sure Prue was probably convinced that Miranda somehow was trying to ruin her chances with Taylor, something that was crazy. If anyone had ruined it, it was Prue herself since she had seemingly disappeared from the club and Taylor before Taylor had texted Annie asking to talk to Miranda.
Hearing the bathroom door open Miranda turned her head, seeing Nick coming out as he adjusted the tie he had on.
"I don't know why we're going," Nick muttered out as he turned his gaze to Miranda. "It's not like you'll win any of the awards you're up for and we'll just be sitting there pathetically. Like you do every year you've been."
Rolling her eyes Miranda crossed her arms over her chest like a child would during an argument. "Well no one said you had to come with me Nicholas," she told him rather sternly. "I can just go with my team and have a good time like I do every year," she said watching as Nick blushed at her words.
A sure sign that he was angry or embarrassed that she was putting him in his place.
"I do have friends in this business you know," she continued which was partly true. She did like some people but she kept most of them at a distance.
Having learned over the years that everyone had an agenda. Everyone just used everyone for something and hell even sometimes she had done it too.
At the request of people on her team.
Nick stayed silent for the longest time after Miranda got done speaking. Miranda almost afraid for what he would say as long as he was silent for.
After all she knew Nick had a temper. Everyone knew Nick had a temper, it was why everyone was surprised when they started dating.
Not because of their age difference but because she was known as the good girl and he was the bad boy model with a horrible temper.
A temper that she had always wanted to tame but never could.
"I'm going because I want people to shut up about you dating that damn Hanson," Nick finally told her which in ways maybe she had suspected that.
Wondered when he told her that his schedule was free if he had pulled strings just to go and be seen with her. So the media knew they were still together. Supposedly still very much in love.
Even though their love usually felt more like hell the longer it lasted.
Swallowing a lump Miranda did her best to keep her emotions in check. "That is a very shitty reason to come," she told him before walking towards the door. Shoulder bumping him on her way. "I think I'll go by myself," she said as she opened the hotel room door.
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Hopeless Romantic
FanfictionMiranda Larson is a successful pop singer whose life gets thrown for a loop when she meets Taylor Hanson.