Arrival

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Peyton's POV

We had a big meeting in LA so we all came together. Joshua was excited about the celebrities, Sofie was excited about the beaches but Asher was the most excited. He was meeting Annie after 2 weeks.

I know how much he loves her. That's why it kills me to see them together. I was his best friend until she came along. And I was in love with him too.

The first time Asher met her was for the Chemistry music video. He went to give her the script for her role and he came out of the meeting completely hazed. He didn't say anything but I swear I heard him murmur, "she is so beautiful".

Annie was supposed to meet us at our hotel. She had promised to take us to one of the legendary LA parties later. Asher just kept on pacing around in the hotel lounge until she arrived. As soon as she walked in, Asher's face lit up. He rushed towards her and hugged her so hard that her petite body was lifted off the ground.

After their reunion, Annie greeted all of us."Hey Peyton, haven't seen you in a long time", she said. We all gathered around her as she told us about the day ahead of us."You all should get some rest. Parties are great but exhausting so you need to save your energy. We are going to Carson's party.I will pick you all at six".

We all retreated to our rooms. I was unpacking when I realised that Asher had my headphones because he had borrowed them in the plane. I walked till Asher 's room and was going to knock when I saw that his door was slightly open. Suddenly, an urge to look through the door and into his room overcame me and I gave in to it.

Asher was unpacking while Annie was scrolling her phone. Then, Asher stopped talking and just looked at her. She was still looking at her phone, so she didn't notice. After a while, Annie looked up and saw his smile.

"What?", she asked. "It's nothing, I am just so happy that you are here" "Me too". She got up so they were facing each other .

What happened didn't just break my heart. It turned the broken pieces of my heart into dust.

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