The Last Punch

“Brilliant shoot everyone!! This 4 day process has been great and we’ve gotten tons of amazing pictures!! Thank you again!” The shoot manager whom has been with us for the past days said to the room of models, makeup artists, designers, and photographers. We all clapped and he came over to us. “You ladies defiantly have it coming for you!” He said smiling. I was slightly confused and looked at Mel who just shrugged her shoulders. Toby and Lukas were there and they were just as confused as us. “In a good way! Like you will be huge in a short amount of time. On shoots you get the job done over expectation and with great efficiency! Great job girls...” He held out his hand for me to shake. I shook it snd he did the same to Mel. Then he made his way to Toby and Lukas. “Great job Toby… Keep it up and you might be as big as Adrien someday..” As he walked away I looked at Toby and smiled.
“Someday..” I said in the same tone as the manager. He rolled his eyes and stuck out his pierced tongue.
“I can’t wait to—“ Mel cut me off.
“Let’s go to that pizza place.” Mel said cheerfully. I was confused and looked at Toby who was shaking his head. Lukas was laughing and shaking his head also. When I realized what she meant I smacked her shoulder.
“You fucking idiot… One, that’s in Tuscany. And two, it’s not pizza it’s The Leaning Tower of Pisa..” She smiled and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Let’s go see the sights around here!! I mean we can find some stuff to eat!” I suggested, grabbing my bag and following Lukas and Toby out.
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We had found ourselves into a very very nice restaurant. We were all sipping on our drinks quietly when a huge family came in. It turns out that PTV fans actually know me more than I thought they would. In the large family there was a girl that looked to be in her teens. They were all dressed up but the girl stood out with her faded purple hair. I would look over quick and catch her staring at me. I looked over again and I noticed that she had excused herself to the restroom. I excused myself and headed there too. Luckily it was more than one person and I saw her fixing herself in the mirror. As I came in her neck snapped to the side and her eyes opened wide. She smiled slightly and I smiled too.
“Hi, do you know who I am?” I asked going over to the sink and washing my hands. She nodded and never stopped smiling. We talked for a bit and took a picture or two. She had told me that she had came to America last summer and had seen PTV in New York. She told me she had seen that I was in one and that she was hoping she would meet me. She gave me a note for each member of the band and one for myself. We headed back out to the dining room. Her name was Arabella.
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We made it to the hotel by the end of the night and I could barely wait for London. Tomorrow morning at 7 we would leave for London and I would be with Adrien and Shep finally. I was relieved to be going there. Though I felt some kind of relief I couldn’t shake the thought of Tony. I wanted him and I needed him. It was in my bones that I needed him and there was no way in hell I was going to move on. It was him or no one. I wouldn’t take some random French guy nor some Italian stallion. I wanted my turtle.

Notes

Hey guys!! How'd you like it?? Who can guess what will happen in London? Have you figured out who will meet Alex in London? So next chapter is gonna be big! So who knows what the big announcement for the fic was last chapter?? I love you guys! Comment, rate, subscribe!! <3 xoxo