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chair at the hairdresser with my new hairdo, at the restaurant, in the chair talking to Evan, the pub. Shit she had got one of us doing body shots, thankfully before I became bra less. God, asleep in the round bed with Evan sprawled over my back, spooning against me. Breakfast, shopping, lunch. I really am going to shove that phone...
“Hey check it out.” she chuckled as she sat opposite me. “Aw cool.”
“Cool?” I hissed.
I turn the page over, fuck. Wedding photos, huh, the tattoo parlor again. God, getting the piercing. More clubs. Oh god no... the woman at the strip club.
“Seph... why?”
“You wanted the good girl image gone, well, job done.”
I groaned as I closed the magazine to find the next one. This one was from someone that had stalked us from the very first night. I hadn't realized that paparazzi were following us. So regardless of what Seph may have put out there, it was going to be out there anyway. No wonder Bill was trying to call me, he was probably trying to tell me that I was being followed. Maybe I should listen to the messages. Seph's phone pipped with a message as she read it she sipped her coffee, nearly choking as she spluttered.
“Damn.” she breathed heavily. “Look.”
She handed the phone to me, it was a message that someone named Artie Franklin had forwarded to Jaxon. The message read harmony roberts going to vegas today.
It had been sent the day of our arrival in Las Vegas and then forwarded to Jaxon this morning.
“Who is Artie Franklin?”
“Paparazzi.”
“Someone sold me out?”
She nodded a little worried.
“Who knew?”
“Uh, I told dad but he wouldn't do that.”
“No.” I murmured as I frowned.
Seph tapped her fingers against the table as she thought about the situation.
“Hotel would know but they would never tell and it was booked under my name. I never mentioned you, just an extra guest.”
“So that leaves one person.. but he didn't know where I was going.”
I sat back on the seat, dumping the phone on the table.
“Does he still follow your twitter?”
“No I blocked him.”
“Did you mention where you were going? Because there's no reason he couldn't have created another account and followed you again.”
“Fuck.” she groaned low. “I said I was going to a city of sin.”
“Okay, so we can just assume that the fucktard did sell me out then.”
“Yeah, sorry Harmie, I..”
“Hey, it's okay. It happens.”
She groaned again as she rubbed her face.
“Don't delete that, in fact, send it to me too.”
“Yeah sure.”
As we finished our coffees, a few of the other patrons were watching the little television in the corner of the room on the wall. I gaped as I saw myself on the screen, outside the hotel. Jeez I really do look like I've turned into bad girl. Everyone turned and stared at me.
“Oookay. Time to leave.” Seph breathed quietly.
I bundled the magazines and sculled the last of the coffee, quickly following Seph out of the cafe.
Seph drove again as I contemplated what to do. My so called manager outed me to the paparazzi, what a rat. I jumped as my phone rang with an unknown caller. Seph looked at me cautiously. I took a deep breath and answered it.
“Hello?”
“Harmony, it's Devlin Williams from Williams and Ingles Artist Management, I believe that you fired Bill this morning.”
“Yeah.”
“Is it Bill specifically that you are firing or the whole management?”
“Well Devlin, at this point in time I am not really sure. I had been asking for a variance in the roles that I am being offered for quite some time and all requests have been ignored. That is my first issue. The second is that in our conversation this morning he was utterly rude and condescending to me. I don't have to take that shit from anyone, wouldn't you agree?”
“Of course.”
His tone was cool and calm even though mine was a little heated.
“Thirdly is an issue that has only just been brought to my attention. My sister received
“Hey check it out.” she chuckled as she sat opposite me. “Aw cool.”
“Cool?” I hissed.
I turn the page over, fuck. Wedding photos, huh, the tattoo parlor again. God, getting the piercing. More clubs. Oh god no... the woman at the strip club.
“Seph... why?”
“You wanted the good girl image gone, well, job done.”
I groaned as I closed the magazine to find the next one. This one was from someone that had stalked us from the very first night. I hadn't realized that paparazzi were following us. So regardless of what Seph may have put out there, it was going to be out there anyway. No wonder Bill was trying to call me, he was probably trying to tell me that I was being followed. Maybe I should listen to the messages. Seph's phone pipped with a message as she read it she sipped her coffee, nearly choking as she spluttered.
“Damn.” she breathed heavily. “Look.”
She handed the phone to me, it was a message that someone named Artie Franklin had forwarded to Jaxon. The message read harmony roberts going to vegas today.
It had been sent the day of our arrival in Las Vegas and then forwarded to Jaxon this morning.
“Who is Artie Franklin?”
“Paparazzi.”
“Someone sold me out?”
She nodded a little worried.
“Who knew?”
“Uh, I told dad but he wouldn't do that.”
“No.” I murmured as I frowned.
Seph tapped her fingers against the table as she thought about the situation.
“Hotel would know but they would never tell and it was booked under my name. I never mentioned you, just an extra guest.”
“So that leaves one person.. but he didn't know where I was going.”
I sat back on the seat, dumping the phone on the table.
“Does he still follow your twitter?”
“No I blocked him.”
“Did you mention where you were going? Because there's no reason he couldn't have created another account and followed you again.”
“Fuck.” she groaned low. “I said I was going to a city of sin.”
“Okay, so we can just assume that the fucktard did sell me out then.”
“Yeah, sorry Harmie, I..”
“Hey, it's okay. It happens.”
She groaned again as she rubbed her face.
“Don't delete that, in fact, send it to me too.”
“Yeah sure.”
As we finished our coffees, a few of the other patrons were watching the little television in the corner of the room on the wall. I gaped as I saw myself on the screen, outside the hotel. Jeez I really do look like I've turned into bad girl. Everyone turned and stared at me.
“Oookay. Time to leave.” Seph breathed quietly.
I bundled the magazines and sculled the last of the coffee, quickly following Seph out of the cafe.
Seph drove again as I contemplated what to do. My so called manager outed me to the paparazzi, what a rat. I jumped as my phone rang with an unknown caller. Seph looked at me cautiously. I took a deep breath and answered it.
“Hello?”
“Harmony, it's Devlin Williams from Williams and Ingles Artist Management, I believe that you fired Bill this morning.”
“Yeah.”
“Is it Bill specifically that you are firing or the whole management?”
“Well Devlin, at this point in time I am not really sure. I had been asking for a variance in the roles that I am being offered for quite some time and all requests have been ignored. That is my first issue. The second is that in our conversation this morning he was utterly rude and condescending to me. I don't have to take that shit from anyone, wouldn't you agree?”
“Of course.”
His tone was cool and calm even though mine was a little heated.
“Thirdly is an issue that has only just been brought to my attention. My sister received
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