Chapter 2

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Ami pov

After the twitcam Charlie and leo had to dash off to a meeting. So me and brooke were left on our owns for the night In our hotel. Me and brooke had been best mates for around a year since we both met the boys, and for the first time it kind of felt awkward to be around each other. I suppose we didn't know what to say because of what the two people had said we both lay starring at the wall. I was trying to figure out why people had started hating on us, although they had only seen us once and that was through a computer screen.
Our hotel room was small, and all four of us had to share the room because mine and charlies hadn't been cleaned yet. We were there because if the boys were to travel to their meetings they would spend hours to the meetings and hours back. At the time I had already finished school and brooke was on a break so we had nothing else to do, plus it was the perfect time for the boys to introduce us to their fans.

Brookes pov
Ma and ami lay there on our beds in our clammy hotel room. Im sure we were thinking the same because ami suddenly sat up.
'I kinda gather you saw the comments too,' she said.
'what shall we do?' she added
'well we might need to tell leo and Charlie?' I replied.
'but then what happens if they decide that its best for them to quit singing to be with us, or even worse they leave us?'
'it highly unlikely, for one they love their career, and two they love us' I sat up and looked at the floor .
'so do we tell them or not?' she questioned.
' I don't know' I answered.
She looked down to the floor too and started swinging her legs. She has a weird habbit, ami does. When shes nervous or worried, she will sit there starring at something and swinging her legs. I remember her doing it when her nan had to go to surgery, and she sat there for hours doing it.
'I think we should, it doesn't matter what we think might happen, we just need the tell them what has happened.' I added.
'but when?'
'not yet because we have came all this way for them to arrange gigs and come up with merch ideas and we don't want to ruin all that'
'okay when we get back then?'
I nodded.

A few days later when we returned home, we told them what happened...

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