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a l y ,

Aly bit her bottom lip as she looked over at Ivory, she had not seen the boy in quite some time so she didn’t know how well this was going to end. “Yeah… sorry” she sighed out before looking around at the flashing lights, “Not much has changed huh” she admitted waiting for the car.

“nah, but does that really surprise you?” this is a genuine question he has. “how have you been anyways? you kinda went like m.i.a” 

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h a z e l s ,

“you definitely need a better disguise.” she said, taking a glance at the paparazzi before looking around where they were. “maybe you should dye your hair or something..” she suggested. “um– we could cut through the mall, that might get them off your back.” 

“out of all things hazel, you came up with...dying my hair ?” he shakes his head. “think about how many celebrities change their hair color all the time, they’re still gunna know it’s me.” he chuckles. “doubt it, but, we don’t have any better ideas right now so.”

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j u l i e t t e ,

“There should be more diapers in the second drawer.” Juliette spoke to a good friend of hers on the phone as she opened the coffee shop’s door with her elbow. This was the first day she had gathered the courage to walk out of the little apartment she had rented over a week ago. After so many months in the shadows, the brunette was hopeful that returning home and leaving the Big Apple would give her more chances to lead a normal life without anyone breathing down her neck. But she should’ve known that would’ve never been the case after her father’s incident — instead of being followed by cameras flashes, she was still trying to get used to the security guard she had been assigned. Wherever she went, wherever anyone of her family was, she knew chances were they were surrounded by people working under cover to reduce possible casualties to a minimum. She brought up the cup of fresh lemonade to her lips but as she turned around and let the door close behind her back, she bumped into a cloud of insistent vultures trying to get under the skin of their prey. As the cameras flashed and the paparazzi hollered, she realized that they were not after her. They could have cared less about her and she hoped it’d stay that way. She didn’t want to be recognised after she disappeared of the public eye overnight, canceling fashion shows and staying in. She had managed to fly from New York with her son without a single photo taken to reveal her whereabouts but it seemed like her luck was starting to come to an end. She managed to keep her balance and the drink would’ve never reached the floor if only she hadn’t caught sight of the features this man failed to hide under a hood. A shiver moved down her spine, making her unconsciously hold her breath as if the slightest movement could make a bomb go off. Her feet had been glued to the floor where the ice cubes melt at a slower pace than the one at which her heart had melted the night she met him. She didn’t want to be recognised neither by him nor the hungry cameras — both would be sources of questions she couldn’t answer. Before she could react the security man was escorting her to the car, away from the tumultuous scene. “Stop, go. Get him and his friend, too. Please.” She commanded from the safety of the back seat. Maybe he hadn’t recognised her. Maybe he was no longer part of her life. But he was her son’s father, even it was unknown to him. And that was something she couldn’t continue to avoid. That was something she could hardly change.

he’s being stopped. who is this man? ivory’s crew tries to get him to shoo the man off, they want him to let his own security team take care of it. he shakes his head, despite having people in charge, ivory always does things his way and today was no different. he decides to let the man standing before him who claims to be a security guard for his own respectable client. he tells a tale of a woman, of course, he should have known. it always comes back down to a woman. who was it this time? most of them wanted money, blackmail, almost never anything on the positive side of the spectrum. he sighs, still agreeing to go with him to wherever he’s ranting on about. it only takes a few moments for them to slip through the crowd, he’s led through a back way so the scene doesn’t follow them. before he knows it he’s approaching a car, he takes a deep breath before clutching the handle of the backseat before pulling it open and sliding in with closed eyes. upon opening them he laid eyes on a familiar face, how could he forget her? her name was one he could hardly forget. he smiles. “juliette.” it’s one word, and while it lingers in the air he sinks down into the leather seats of the vehicle. “you spotted me from over here?” looking over his shoulder, he doubts the paparazzi will stay silent for long. “what are you....are you like, back, or something?”

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e s t e l l e .

A LOUD, AUDIBLE SIGH ESCAPES the blonde’s lips at her brothers frantic works. “ seriously ? must you ALWAYS drag me into your fame and the issues that come with it ? ” she’s only half serious, but running away from paparazzi wasn’t exactly something she had been planning on, especially given how nauseous she had been feeling lately. “ dude, i sneak out all the time. of course i do. it’s this way. ”

ivory  stops  in  his  tracks.  is  this  chick  serious?  she  can’t  be  serious  right?  he  lets  out  a  comical  laugh.  “wow,  it’s  almost  as  if  you’re  not  a  part  of  this  famous  family  TOO.”  he  rolls  his  eyes  at  her.  “just  because  i’m  a  nudge  bit  more  famous  than  you  doesn’t  mean  you  wouldn’t  be  causing  this  stir  on  your  own  time.”  is  he  offended?  he  sounds  offended.  “great,  perfect.  you’ve  finally  come  to  use.”  it’s  a  joke,  but  he’s  still  a  little  salty  from  earlier.  “show  me  the  way.”

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a l y .

Alexandria walked with the boy, not used to being with paparazzi anymore since she’s been away for awhile, “I just moved back here so no, but I could always call us a car” she shrugged.

ivory  huffed.  a  car?  what  good  was  that?  he  could  call  them  a  car,  but  that  would  only  lose  them  temporarily.  they’d  just  get  in  a  car  of  their  own  and  follow  them  that  way,  but  whatever,  it  was  their  best  bet  at  this  point.  “alright  fine,  but  i’ll  call  it.  i  have  a  driver  or  whatever.”  he  shrugs,  he’s  got  him  on  speed  dial.  calling  richard  siri  blared.  “ayo  rich,  uh  yeah,  i’m  outside  the  neighborhood  can  you  come  pick  me  and  my  friend  up?  the  paps  are  bombarding  her  and  it’s  annoying.”

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“fuck off.” ivory grumbled as he pulled his hood over his head to cover as much of his face as possible. he could see the paparrazi out the corner of his eye, it was irritating him the longer they followed him on his walk home. “c’mon, hurry. we gotta find a short cut or something to throw them off and ditch them.” he sighed. “do y’know a back way or somethin’?”