"and what would you know about any of this, miss alvarado?" he raises his eyebrow.
"i know numbers, hood." i sigh. "that, and your company is going to fall deeply under mine if you don't let me help you."
"i really don't like the sound of this." he...
"that bitch thought." michael laughed. "seriously rachel, why does this always happen? and why the fuck do i keep believing you have a twin?"
"because you're fucking hilarious when your drunk, mike." ashton laughed.
"it's true mikey." i laughed. "i swear, as long as you keep drinking like that when i'm not around, i'll have to clone myself so this ella chick is real. like, it helps when you believe it so the tabloids ignore it, but get a grip dude."
suddenly, calum stumbles into the room as if he were the drunk one last night.
"good morning sunshine." ashton giggled. "how'd you sleep?"
"fuck off ash, leave the poor boy alone." i hissed.
"rach, you're the littlest one here!" michael laughed.
"and the smartest, don't forget it." i winked. "cal, want something? coffee? tea?"
"tea would be great, thanks." he smiled.
calum's pov
"there's a minuscule press release about the lawsuit to happen in two hours." rachel states as she puts the last item in her dishwasher. "luke said he'd stop by and drop off one of your suits and take the other one to get cleaned."
"he's been here before too?" i ask.
"no, i sent him the address, dumbass." rachel rolled her eyes. "now, ashton said you could use his shower since he's out with michael. i'm going to get ready, i'll be out in at least 20 minutes, 30 tops."
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"here you go." luke smiled. "navy really is your colour, mate."
"whatever." i laughed as i adjusted my tie. "are you tagging along as well?"
"of course, i'm your escort." luke snickered, to which i hit him over the back of his head. "ow! cal!"
"break it up ladies." i heard rachel sigh as her heals clicked against the floor.
she looked stunning.
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"way to go rachel." luke smirked. "say, may i escort you instead of this princess over here? clearly he's too cool for this beautiful mane of mine."
"no." i answered quickly. "i'm escorting her. not you, go home!"
"you can both be my escorts." rachel laughed. "but careful luke. if you have eyes set on someone like anastasia, may i suggest making it appear that you are in fact attending the event on your own."
"your name should be cupid." luke shrugged as he adjusted his own tie. "let's go mi amigos! we have a press release to maintain today."
"oh joy." i rolled my eyes. "these things get annoying really fast."
"all you have to do is find a way to make them interesting." rachel said before swiftly pecking my lips. "see? interesting. now it's your turn."
