Annika's POV
When I finally get to my room I glance at my phone. There were 4 missed calls and 3 texts. All from Hunter. I decide to call him back, not to give in, but to assure him that I was ok. He answers on the first ring. "Nikki come back," He begs. "Hunter," I groan. "You left some of your stuff here. Please come back." I could hear him sniffle. "I think we both need space right now," I sigh. "You mean... Like a breakup?" he asks. "No," I gasp at his statement. "Maybe a breakup is best," He whispers. He said it so softly I thought maybe I was imagining it. "Nikki don't hate me," He sighs. "I'll be over to get the rest of my stuff. I'm sorry I even decided to come out here," I groan hanging up the phone and putting my phone in my back pocket. I put my key card in my other pocket and walk out of my room, taking the elevator to the lobby. The walk to Hunter's house takes less time than when I came because this time tears weren't pouring out of my eyes. When I get to Hunter's house, Brandon lets me in and I go up to Hunter's room. The door was cracked and I peered in. He was live on his phone, talking to the people watching. "I heard Annika was flying out... Is she with you?" He reads one of the comments. "Annika is not with me. She must have flown out for other purposes," He shrugs. "Who is Annika anyway?" He reads a different comment. "She's just a fangirl who won this contest to join me on tour. She was nothing more than a fan," He answers. My anger boils over as I open the door all the way. "HOW ABOUT YOU STOP LYING AND TELL THEM ABOUT THE 3 MONTH RELATIONSHIP?!" I yell, scaring both Hunter and myself.
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