Falling For a Fake

led over onto her stomach. The rest of her bandmates were sound asleep in their bunks.

posted a few photos of the two of them, which were going semi-viral. The paparazzi photos of h

creeping up right behind her, crouching down to the same level as her bottom bunk. Startled, she open

do you think you're doing?!" She hissed through her teeth, wary of her volume whilst all the other

, this was just fantastic. He gets to spend the night dancing around with scantily dressed girls an

e hands travelled down her waist and over her hip, bef

ing else entirely. Val had a very low tolerance for Kieran's drunk

ust stay like this..." His voice trailed off, Valeska sighed exasperatedly. There was no getting rid of

r brushing her teeth and washing her face, she entered the living area to find G

the top of Liam and Kieran's heads. They must've been having a smoke. She shook her head to herself

you so much!" He cried tauntingly, breathing hard from his fit of laughter. "I just can't keep my hands off you!"

im a venomous glare. "Very funny. Why don't you go try that one o

et. "I'm just messing." He gave her an easy smile, ruffling

ir friendship stretched back to early childhood, growing up alongside each other almost like brothers.

Val's side. "Who was it?" Val asked her, reach

nna pulled up the address on her phone to show them. "She wan

five of them, there was nothing they hated more than being trapped

en the heavy bus door, descending the steps

the two men's imposing figures. "Let me get some of that."

, but Kieran abruptly clutc

ring, furious glint in her expression was practically her trademark at that point. In fact, it wa

don't need that." He dismissed plainly, his voice

d defiantly, reaching out to take the cigare

them with his foot. Val's eyes simmered with rising fury, her delicate hands clenched into fists. Kieran jus

migraine she knew she'd have. "Do we really need a guitarist?" She whined, prompting a chuc