Our Love is a Secret | | Bruno Mars fanfic

New talent?

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Bruno's POV

"Do we have to go to studio?" I whined like a toddler.

"Aren't you curious as to what the boys think?" Aliana said.

" Frankly, I think know what they'll say already," I said.

We opened the door and surprisingly, there were no surprise ambushes, no shouting and well... nothing. It's like they didn't even see the interview.

Well thank God...

" Hey guys," Ali said.

"Hey," they all greeted.

"Hey you two, how'd the interview go?" Brandon came out and asked.

Did they really not watch it?

"Didn't y'all watch it?" I asked.

"Yeah we did, Brandon was too busy," Kameron said.

"And you're not shouting and cheering and all that bullish*t?" I asked.

"We knew already," Ryan said coolly.

"Huh?" Aliana and I said in unison.

"Yeah, Phil told us," Jamareo said.

"Plus we called it, we just wanted to see if it would happen," Phredley said.

I gave Phil an angry look and he shrugged and mouthed 'sorry'.

"Wait, what are you guys talking about?" Brandon said, sounding clueless.

"We're dating," I told him.

"Oh congrats guys! I'm happy for you," he said.

"Thanks," I said and looked at Aliana who who looked discontent.

"What's wrong Ali?" Phil asked, also noticing her expression.

She breathed and replied "I don't work for you guys anymore."

"What?" Everyone said in shock.

"Why?" Brandon asked.

"Brad fired her," I explained.

"That little f*ckboy," Eric said, angrily.

"But you're the best assistant we've ever had! You can't leave," Phil said, making a sad face.

"Relax guys, we can still be friends you know," Aliana said.

"It won't be the same, who's gonna go buy us lunch and do all the errands and emails?" Ryan asked.

" So I'm basically your errand girl?" She asked, sounding offended.

" Yeah, pretty much," Phil joked.

"Go away Philip," she said, laughing.

" So what are you gonna do?" I asked her.

"I don't know, I could do dancing, or become an artist or something..." she trailed.

"Well you're good at both," I complimented.

" Thanks," she smiled.

" Wait, you can sing?" Eric asked.

"I didn't say artiste, I said artist," Aliana told Eric.

"Oh..." he said.

" But can you sing though?" I asked her.