Chapter 16

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Nichole's POV

"Lindsay Welsh!" I shout into the microphone and the crowd roars.

She gives me a innocent smile and drops the can of silly string to the floor. I make a dash to the side table on the stage and grab a can. Screwing off the top, I immediately let loose on her. She squeals. After about 20 minutes of running around, it's time for the show to be ending.

"Well thank you guys for joining us here tonight!"

"As always we've had a blast. You guys are the bestest fans in the whole world!"

Lindsay laughs at my grammar but I ignore her.

"Goodnight everybody!" we both shout into the microphone at the same time.

We exit the stage to the left. The dressing room door is already open by the time we get there.

"Great show girls!" Jacobs says as we walk in.

"It was fun! We should do stuff like that more often," Lindsay says excitedly.

I rapidly nod my head.

"Well the fans seemed to have loved it. But I'll leave you two to do whatever it is you guys have to do. I'll text you both later on the scheduling and what not."

We say goodbye as he walks out.

"That really was fun," I say and Lindsay quickly agrees.

"But if you'll help get silly string out of my hair."

I burst into laughter.

After removing all the sticky stuff from our hair, we change into more comfortable clothes.

"So I've been meaning to ask, how are things between you and Taylor?"

I sigh, remembering our fight we had right before I left the house.

"Not so well. We had another fight this morning."

"Another one! Nik! Maybe it's time you two took a break."

"I know. But I can't stand the thought of loosing him."

She nods sympathetically.

"I know it may be hard. But you can't let a boy stand in your way of doing... Well, anything."

She did have a point. I couldn't let this be a distraction from everything I've worked for.

"Maybe you're right."

"When have I been wrong?"

I laugh at her snarky remark.

"C''mon. Let's get out of here."

We both grab our bags and head out the door.

"What are your plans?" Lindsay asks as we drive down the road.

"I think I'm going to go back to our flat and try to talk things out with Tay."

She nods.

"Alright. Text me if we have to hide the body."

I laugh and nod. We get to our flat and I hop out of the car. I wave as she speeds off. I walk inside and make my way to the living room. Nobody. I look in the kitchen. Again, nobody. Finally I get up the stairs and head towards the bedroom.

"No stop," I hear someone say.

I realize he's with someone else. I try and stay quiet as I creep towards the door.

"Taylor," I say and everything goes quiet.

I swing open the door and my heart drops. A girl, a little bit taller than me sat, straddling Taylor's lap. He immediately pushes her off and jumps up.

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