Brotherhood

Conspiracy Theory

I GOT DATE TONIGHT W/1, Miley texted Alicia. She was looking forward to it. It certainly hadn't been easy! Five had been right about One being hard to get to know. The dancer was obviously very shy, constantly making polite excuses to move away from her and go back to his team or his friends any time she'd approached him. But Seven assured her he was interested, and Five swore he just needed pushed a little, so she'd been a bit more aggressive than she normally was. She showed up every time the Dream Team was anywhere near the Voice set, dogging One during tapings and rehearsals. She frequently dropped in at Blake's place when they were there. She showed up out of the blue when the three were out in public. It helped that Five, Seven, and Blake were all sending her secret texts, sometimes all three of them letting her know where One would be at any given time. When she was able to buttonhole One, usually by clinging to his arm, he would listen but rarely contribute to the conversation. After a while, he always came up with some excuse to pull away. But Miley was nothing if not persistent, and making small talk was what she did best. The more One resisted, the more she wanted him! Five, Seven, and Blake were enjoying their coconspirator roles, subtly steering One towards her and conveniently not helping him when he sought them out as an escape route. And it had paid off. He'd finally agreed to spend some time with her tonight.

"Not a proper date, of course," he'd insisted. "Mates."

"Of course!" she'd assured him. "Just two friends spending time together!"

Then she'd spent all morning getting her hair and nails done, getting a pedicure, and picking out the perfect outfit, sexy yet subtle, something that would appeal to the proper Brit. One would be coming over tonight, just him and her for the first time ever! She couldn't wait! One was handsome and mysterious, and the fact that he was a ballet dancer was an unexpected turn-on. Combined with his manners, his dress, and his bearing, he seemed elite, like an English prince. Throw in the deep bedroom voice and the gorgeous gray eyes and Miley was having trouble remembering what she'd ever seen in Five.

YOU GOT PLANS? came the reply.

Oh, Miley certainly had plans! Now that they'd finished taping the initial shows, the coaches had a break from the studio until the Lives. She planned on spending as much time with One during those weeks as she possibly could! But she needed to be careful. Five and Seven had advised her to take things slow, and that was advice she was taking to heart. The last thing she wanted to do was scare him away. JUST WANT 2 TALK 2 HIM, she sent Alicia. SO ORDERING IN AND WATCHING MOVIE.

NOT LIKE LAST TIME, HUH?

Last time? Miley frowned in confusion. ??? 1STDATE!

WHEN HE WAS PASSED OUT ON UR BED LOL

Miley frowned harder. THAT WAS 5

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Miley stared in shock at the picture. There was One, passed out and sprawled across a bed as if he'd been thrown there. The pink comforter and what was visible of the room in the picture showed that, without a doubt, it was her first floor guest bedroom. But when had One ever been at her house? WHERE U GET THIS?

U SENT 2 ME, AFTER U SAVED HIM. U SAID SOMEONE ROOFIED HIM, SHE ROOFIE U 2?

THAT WAS 5!

LOOKS LIKE 1 2 ME LOL

Well, obviously it was One. But nothing made sense. She could clearly recall struggling with Five to get him out of the bar after the bitch had roofied him, how upset he'd become in the parking lot before she'd managed to get him into her car, and driving him home. She also very clearly remembered the horrible scars she'd discovered. It was obviously Five!