Rebecca's POV
"You're not going to make it a week without one of the guys hitting on you."
"No one ever hits on me." I honestly have no game. It's pretty sad.
"Let me change out of this and we could go. I know your excited to see Dakota."
My clothes smell like peanuts. Funny thing is, I'm allergic.
I quickly change into a gray t-shirt, my adidas sweatpants, and my black Nikes.
"Are you ready?" She asked and I simply nod my head.
"Call Wes." She demands.
"Call Dakota. I don't have Wes's number." I explain.
Dakota picks up after a single beep.
"I'm outside." I see the door knob turn and the door opens.
Wes's POV
"Nervous?" I whispered.
"How many times do I have to tell you. I don't get nervous." She repeats.
"That accent of yours is something special." I whisper into her ear causing her to smile.
"So I've been told." She was so going to play hard to get this summer.
"Everyone, this is my beloved friend Rebecca. Rebecca these are my best friends Jonah, Cody, Dakota, and Tina." I quickly point at each one of them not giving her a chance to catch up.
"Tina, Dakota, Cody, and Jonah." She repeats.
"Damn straight." Someone says. Not sure who.
"We're going to the Sugar Factory tonight. Are you down?"
"Sounds like fun." She says and I take it as a yes.
"Let's go downstairs." I state and hold her hand.
"I just need to Uber us a car." I pull out my phone and it says that the car will be here in 5 minutes.
"I'm going with Rebecca and Dakota." Kazzy states pulling Rebecca near her.
"He's already hitting on you." Kazzy whispers to Rebecca and they both laugh.
"I'm used to it." She shrugs.
"Alright, just don't have sex and get pregnant and die." Kazzy pushes her back towards me.
"You're back?" I ask.
"I was never gone." She smiles.
"Ok, Rebecca." I laugh.
"Let's go." She opens the door and we walk out hand in hand.
She lets go of my hand when we get in the elevator.
"Don't want anyone to assume things." She explains.
"Right." I sigh.
We get to the main floor and walk around as a fan jumps on me. I start to talk to her and Rebecca wanders off.
*3 hours later*
"Wes, I'm gonna go upstairs to get ready." She whispers into my ear.
"Let me go with you." I reply looking into her eyes.
"Uhhhh, okay." She stutters.
"MOM AND DAD!" A fan screams.
We laugh and walk back towards the elevators.
"How do you like PressPlay?" I ask her.
"Some of these fans are so amazing. One flew all the way from England to see me since its my first tour stop." She smiles surprised.
She's so cute when she's happy. I think.
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