A knock on my trailer door wakes me up from my nap.

When did I fall asleep?

"They need you on set Delaney" the person says

I stand up from the couch with a loud yawn.

My legs drag my sleepy body over towards the door. I swing said door open only to come face to face with one of the multiple stage people.

Albeit my evident tiredness I give the man a smile as I shut my trailer door behind my body.

He smiles back at me before leading me towards the set that we are going to be on today.

The mini pop up tour that Nicole has had me do began about a week ago.

So far I have had four pop up concerts this week alone, meaning that I have also had four warm ups.

For the last four days I have came here at five in the morning, left around an hour or two before the concert is actually supposed to begin, hopped on a private plane, go straight to sound check once we land, go into my dressing room and get ready for said concert.

If I was lucky then I would get at least twenty minutes of sleep before the hair, makeup and wardrobe crew came into my dressing room.

After the concerts finish I change back into my regular clothes, get back on a private plane, remove my makeup while on said plane and land back in Los Angeles sometime from one in the morning to four in the morning.

Sometimes if I am lucky I will get a few minutes to a few hours of sleep on the plane depending on how far away the location is.

The day before I went on this mini pop up tour Nicole found out that I was in fact performing the break up song about Sean and that I have not written or recorded a second song.

She yelled at me for a few minutes but eventually said that I had to write the song by the time the world tour comes around.

As for the break up between Sean and I she did not seem to care much which leads me to believe that she way be planning something.

Nicole is alway plotting something.

When I got to set this morning I immediately noticed that not only were there no extras on set today but Wesley was also nowhere to be seen.

He must not be filming anything today.

I have to be honest, this information saddens me.

He is my only friend on set.

Sure, Hunter is here, but I still get the vibe that she hates me.

"Delaney!" Someone calls my name as I enter the filming studio

I glance around only to notice Gigi beckoning me over.

I make my way over to said director as quickly as I can.

"Are you doing okay?" She asks me with genuine worry

I give her a small smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I assure her with a head nod

Gigi gives me a skeptical facial expression, not entirely believing me.

"I promise to come to you if something changes"

The woman nods her head albeit a worried look still resting on her facial features.

"Do you remember which scene we're filming today?" She asks

I nod my head at her question, trying my best to keep my eyes open.

Gigi nods at this before motioning over towards the set.

I adjust my tennis outfit as I make my way towards the set.

It does not take me long to do either of these. Before I realize I am standing in the middle of the makeshift hallway set which is connected to the makeshift kitchen set.

I doze off in my spot as Gigi says something about being quiet.

"Action!" Is the next thing I hear her yell out

The sudden sound causes me to jump with fright.

It takes her words a little longer than it should have to register in my brain.

I make my way down the large hallway until I am suddenly pulled in the direction of the nearest room, in this case that just so happens to be the kitchen set.

Genevieve peaks into the kitchen only to enter it once she notices that the room is clear.

She waits until the two of us are completely isolated inside of said kitchen to say anything.

"How are you feeling?" She asks me with genuine worry

I glare at her.

"I am feeling like I want to punch you in the throat right now," I snap at her

"I could be sleeping right now and you just want to talk about my feelings like I am a kindergartner" I continue to glare at her

Genevieve, not taking my anger personally, gently taps the tip of my nose.

I scrunch my nose up at this action from her, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Well, it's kind of hard not to when you do this" she chuckles she motions towards my upset stance

I roll my eyes at her supposed joke.

"I do not have time for this" I say

I turn around and begin to make my way back towards the door that we entered through only to feel a hand on my wrist.

"Lainey, I'm just kidding! Come on!" Genny laughs as she reaches out to grab ahold of my wrist

She successfully does so and gently pulls me towards her.

I roll my eyes at her as she wraps her arms around my shoulders, forcing me to lay my cheek on her chest.

It does not take long for Hunter's familiar cinnamon roll scent to reach my nose.

I welcome it as a pleasant surprise.

"We don't have to talk," she assures me as she gently rocks us side to side

This motion causes me to further relax into Hunter's surprisingly comforting hold, my arms loosely wrapping themselves around her waist.

"We can just stay here, like this" her voice softly trails off

My heart warms at her words.

I tilt my head up a bit, her heartbeat being the current source of my brain's lullaby.

I barely register when she rests her chin on top of my head.

-

"And...cut!" Gigi calls out

I furrow my eyebrows with confusion when Delaney doesn't immediately move away from me.

What is she doing?

I try my best to peak a look at her face albeit our position not being...the best...for this task.

Upon closer inspection I find out that the brunette is asleep.

How can someone fall asleep standing up?!

I mean I noticed that she looked tired when she got on set today...well...technically it's been all week, but I didn't think she was that tired if she could still have full conversations with people.

I assume that this weird ass 'pop up tour' shit she has going on is making her more tired than normal.

I mean having an eating disorder takes a toll on your body itself, but to be doing more than your body can handle isn't any better.

"I said 'cut'" Gigi says once she notices that we haven't got off of the set yet

I glance over to the woman, a glare on my face.

"Don't you think I know that?!" I snap

I accidentally remove my arms from the brunette's body causing her body to begin fastly collapsing towards the ground.

Fuck!

"I think Delaney fell asleep on me" I groan out as I try my best to lift her up before she touches said ground

Gigi sighs at the revelation, a look of concern resting on her face.

She has the same facial expression that she had earlier when she was talking to Delaney.

"Take her over to the green room since it's closer than her trailer," she quickly solves the problem at hand

I sigh before scooping the singer up in my arms.

Wow! She is scarily light.

As I carefully adjust my grip on Delaney's back and thighs the brunette rests her head against my chest.

My body instantly freezes as her breath begins to fan against my neck.

I have to physically shake my head to rid my distracted mind.

"Wake her up in five minutes. I need a few more shots of you two." Gigi says as I begin making my way to the green room

I hum at her as I continue on my way.

I carefully walk us to the green room, not wanting to disturb her slumber.

At this point I think that it's best to let her rest so that we can actually get all of these scenes filmed today versus having to take multiple breaks so that she can take naps.

As I make my way towards said room it suddenly clicks to me that I doubt she's been in here yet.

Hmm. I wonder why that is?

Who knows, maybe she had no clue that the room existed.

"Babe!" I hear a high pitched voice call out

I mentally groan at the voice.

Seriously?! Not now!

I ignore them as I continue to make my way towards the green room.

I almost reach said room only for the owner of the voice to block the entrance of the door.

Ugh! I was so fucking close!

"McKenna, babe! I was calling your name" she states

I raise an eyebrow at the girl.

"Uhh- last time I checked my name wasn't 'babe'"

The girl chuckles at this.

She goes to say something only to notice the singer sleeping in my arms.

Her face immediately falls at this realization, her jaw tightening.

"Since when are you two...friends?" She questions with obvious distaste

I roll my eyes at her jealousy.

"Why do you even care, Whitney? We aren't dating." I feel the need to remind her

Whitney scoffs at me.

"I've made it obvious on multiple occasions that I'm ready to start a relationship with you-" she begins to make her way towards me

I take a step back as she begins approaching me further.

"And I've made it obvious on multiple occasions that I'm not interested in settling down right now" I fire back

Whitney crosses her arms against her chest.

Surprisingly I do not feel tempted to look down at her cleavage like I did when I first laid my eyes on her.

I was making my way out of the makeup trailer when I ran into her...literally.

She kept checking me out so I decided to pursue her since she seemed like a good distraction.

Due to her already knowing who I was when we ran into each other she also knew about the thing in between my legs.

Just like every other curious woman I've come across she wanted to 'see it'.

She was in more of a rush than the other girls though.

She lead me towards the closest trailer on the lot, but due to us making out I never got a chance to see who's trailer it was.

Well, until Delaney opened the door and caught us.

"Then I'll wait for you! Come on, baby!" She tries to approach me again

I shut her down for a second time.

"Whitney, I'm just not interested in you. Sure, the sex was...okay...but I can't see myself dating you, like at all" I tell her

I adjust my grip on Delaney's body as it begins to slip from my grip.

Whitney watches as the brunette tucks her body into my chest.

Wow. She is a really deep sleeper.

"It's because of her, isn't it?" Whitney accuses

I furrow my eyebrows at her.

"What?"

She crosses her arms again, her eyes looking straight into mine.

"What is it about Delaney that you're so attracted to?" She questions

I roll my eyes at Whitney.

"I'm not attracted to Delaney, I'm not attracted to anyone" I stress

Whitney glares at me.

"Liar" she calls me

I roll my eyes at her.

I'm not going to stand here and let an extra in a movie I'm staring in berate me into believing something that I'm not.

"I have better things to do than stand here and talk to you" I tell her

I walk past her only to immediately be stopped in my spot by her hand on my bicep.

"If you're not attracted to her then why are you still holding her?"

"The old you would've left her on the set to sleep on the ground" she says

She isn't wrong.

I honestly have no clue why I'm being nice to her.

Gigi said that she just wanted us to stop fighting. I could have used that opportunity to stop talking to her all together.

It's weird. Something in me is pushing me to be closer to her but not in an 'I'm attracted to you' way, more in an 'I just want to know if you're okay after all these years type of way'.

Ew. I can't believe I actually care about her, especially after what she said about me.

"Yeah well, having basic manners isn't a bad thing" I state

Whitney furrows her eyebrows at my answer.

I feel her eyes on me as I take a seat on the couch, placing Delaney beside me on said couch.

I position her so that her head is resting on a pillow beside my thigh, the top of her head touching the side of said thigh.

Once the brunette seems comfortable enough on the couch I lean against the back of it, retrieving my cellphone from one of my pockets.

Technically we're not supposed to have cellphone on the actual set.

Gigi would kill me if this accidentally when off on set.

As I power on my cellphone I notice that Whitney is still standing at the doorframe.

Ugh! When is this girl going to get the hint?!

I literally told her to her face that I don't like her!

"Uh bye," I wave her off

She narrows her eyes to slits at me.

I do not back down from her, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Is that little glare of yours supposed to scare me or something?" I question

Whitney huffs like an angry child.

"I'll get you back for this McKenna,"

It takes everything in me not to laugh at her 'threat'.

No, I should let her finish before I laugh in her face.

"If I can't have you then neither can she" I assume she is talking about Delaney

My smirk immediately falls as these words leave her mouth.

Ugh!

"I don't like her!" I yell after Whitney's retreating body

Note to self, start turning down woman who approach you.