Hired (Richard Camacho Fanfic)

Part 27|| need of you

R I C H A R D

My family was leaving back to New York tomorrow, so today I decided to bring them along to the show we doing in Downtown LA. The fans were already lining up, even though the show doesn't start for another four hours. I waved at them from the top of my window, screams and flashes followed.

First we did the usual meet and greet. The boys and I joked around which earned laughs and entertained the fans. We also signed autographs, took pictures, and answered some questions. I was a little sad since Juliette couldn't make it because she had to take Marisol to the airport and spend time with her. I guess it showed because Joel nudged me, and mouthed 'you ok?' in between questions. I obviously put on a smile, and carried on for the sake of the fans.

Although the I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if Juliette decides to leave forever after this year is up. We only had almost eight months to go.

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J U L I E T T E

Paparazzi bombarded Marisol and I as we stepped out of the black Range Rover and into the LAX airport. It was bittersweet, it felt like my life was all normal because I had Marisol here, but now she's going back to our home without me. The next eight months seemed long and sad without my best friend, but I knew as long as Richard and I kept this pace I'd be fine.

"Make sure to give these to the boys," she handed me pink slips with her number on them, making sure to add one for Richard. "Yes, even Papi." I rolled my eyes and took it, stuffing them inside a compartment in my purse. We hugged and said our goodbyes and of course a few tears were shed. I watched her walk away and I waved at her when she turned and gave me a sad look.

I promise this will all be worth it in the end, Marisol.

My eyes shut as tears fell, and I pulled out a compact mirror to fix any runny makeup before the paps took more pictures of me. I always had to look perfect nowadays. I could've never imagined that celebrities have to be so tidy with everything, and that if you don't you'll get backlashed by every person in the world. It's definitely a lot of pressure, and let's just say the job isn't as easy as I initially thought it would be.

"Ready to go home, Miss Juliette?" Rafael shot me a small smile, holding out his arm so I can grab onto it.

"Let's go home," I bring myself to smile, stepping back into the blinding lights.

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By the time Richard was on his way back home I was cleaning up the kitchen after making us dinner. I felt melancholy since Madisol had spent the last couple of nights over having dinner with me and Richard and occasionally the boys. Today it would only be just us two for the first time in a while.

"Wow, look at you." I practically drooled at the sight of Richard when he walked in. He worm casual torn clothes, but the shirt fitted his shape nicely. I could see his abs and his biceps coming through the thin frabric.