Eleven

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The make up artist is done dolling me up and they gave me one of their official chiffon tops to put on instead of my hoodie, combined with the pair of open heels I had on, I actually do look good. She places a small microphone on my top and switches it off. "It's time." The producer I think, tells me and I walk out of the room. Trevor is talking to a lady in a blue dress I think she's the host. She's beautiful, extremely beautiful and I can see she's flirting with him, not that I care though, but still if the whole world knows we are dating then I shouldn't let her flirt with my 'man'. I walk hurriedly towards them and when Trevor turns to look at me he smiles. "You look beautiful, love." He pulls me into his arms and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. He is a better actor than me be

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