Model Girlfriend
Your P.O.V
I was driving to my photo shoot. I got there and walked in. I saw Big Time Rush standing there with heart boxers on. Oh god. I saw my agent smiling.
"What are you doing?"
I snapped at her.
"You're their model today!"
"Oh my god. Why? I am going to kill you.."
"Please. It'll be good for you."
"NO. No it won't. This is going to destroy me. Thank you for ruining my career."
I walked away, towards the dressing rooms. I got in and changed into my hideous heart bra and boy-shorts. I got my hair and makeup done then went back to the shooting area. Carlos came up to me,
"This wasn't my idea.. Promise. I tried explaining it was a bad idea but no one believed me."
"Yeah.. I should just quit now. I'm gonna get ripped apart more than normal. Plus I look like a slut. This isn't going to end well.."
He tried to hug me but I pushed him away. We did some shots then took a little break. Carlos came over to me,
"Can we please talk?!"
"About?"
I snapped.
"Us.."
"I don't want too."
"Please babe?"
"Why?! You're fans already hate me, now they'll hate me more.. We were fighting before this anyway."
He sighed and came closer to me,
"Don't worry about the fans. I love you, that's what matters. You're amazing. They don't even know if we're really dating, so this is nothing. You're a model, this is your job. Don't worry about it."
"Thanks Los."
I smiled and kissed him. He was right, usually is. He's amazing! <3
