Met You at Your Concert

Degrade Me

"Remind me why I have to do this?" I asked as we set up for the Degrade Me music video. "Because, why would I have another girl do this part, hun?" I shrugged. "This is the weirdest thing I've worn." Evan looked at me teasingly. "Really? What about that outfit you wore to the concert we met at?" I glared at him. "That was a cute outfit." I muttered. I looked at Cam for back-up and he put his arms up in surrender. "This is between you two, I need to tune my guitar."

At some points, I had to yank his hair. "Ooh- Sorry, man. Did that hurt?" I asked after yanking his hair. I checked his hair to make sure he was okay. "It's okay, sugar. It doesn't hurt that bad." I sighed. "Okay, whatever you say."

After filming, I was super worried about Evan's hair and I kept feeling like I pulled too hard.

"I know what you're thinking, dude." Cam said, walking over to me and sitting down. "He doesn't care about it. It's okay." He gave a reassuring smile. "I hope so." I sighed, leaning against the wall.