She's My Girl: World Tour

Trouble

POV: Natilie

"Where is idiot number one?" I asked Daisy and Michelle as I kept a lookout for Liza.

"I don't know. She obviously forgot that she can't leave the three of us alone." Michelle gestured to the broken mirror that had shards all over the floor.

"Brush it under the rug." Daisy lifted up the rug while Michelle quickly pushed the shards underneath the rug with her foot. If she didn't have a shoe on she'd be fucked.

"Shit, she's coming." I retreated into the door and we all sat on the couch as if nothing happened once they got it all under the rug that now had obvious lumps under it.

"What did you three do?" Liza asked as soon as she walked into our dressing room.

"Nothing, why?" Michelle didn't look up from her phone. The three of us were on our phones, scrolling through social media, as if we didn't just fuck something up.

"I just have that feeling." Liza mumbled and started to walk, and when she walked across the rug it crunched.

The three of us winced at the same time.

"The hell did you three put under the rug?" She looked at the three of us with her hands on her hips.

"We didn't do anything." I shrugged, but continued to scroll through my Instagram, liking other celebrities' posts because my publicist gets mad when I don't.

"So if I lift up this rug, there won't be anything underneath it."

"We didn't say that. Someone else might've put something under it." Daisy's accent started to kick in, signifying that she was lying, nervous, agitated, or mad. In this case, lying.

"Uh huh." Liza lifted up the rug and revealed the shattered glass.

"Now how did that get there? Nat, Daiz, did you see anything?" Michelle played stupid. Real stupid.

"I didn't see anything." Daisy and I answered at the same time.

"You three lie just as much as this rug." Liza snapped at us.

"Oh no, Momma L be pissed." Michelle whispered to us.

"What did you three do?"

"Well you see, what had happened was..." I scratched the back of my neck.

"Nat started to dance, and then we started to dance, and then some playful pushing and shoving happened..." Daisy looked to Michelle to finish the confession.

"Nat tripped over my bag, because I nudged her, then the mirror fell, and Daisy and I tried to catch it, but it made it worse and shattered on the three of us." Michelle put her phone done and picked at a few shards that were on her pants still.

"I leave to go get water. That's all I went to go get. I was gone for less than five minutes. Five, you three. Now a mirror is broken, you have glass all over yourselves, and Nat has a cut on her shin." Liza scolded us.

"I what?" I looked at my leg to see blood pouring out of a long cut on top of my shin. "Oh, that's new."

"Get the first aid kit before Diego flips balls." Liza sighed as she sat on the floor to address my new wound.

"Does it need stitches?" Michelle asked as if Liza was a doctor.

"Do I look like a doctor, Michelle?" Liza looked at her over her shoulder as her and Daisy got the first aid kit that I just keep in my bag at the point.

"No, but you've taken care of Shorty long enough to know." She made a point.

Lisa sprayed alcohol on it and I hissed in pain, but instead of her comforting me, she slapped my other leg. "This is what you get for being stupid."