2 | would you?

"well hello, mrs. o'connell," amelia smirked.

i just froze. she was the last person i expected to see.

now yes, in the last story, we had become cordial to an extent but we never became friends. i could never befriend a girl who almost flushed my daughter's ashes. tf?

i never gained trust or liking for her or anything. i just got used to her damn presence all the time considering she was my next door neighbor for awhile.

and i literally haven't seen her in over a year. i just... i don't know.

she looks so pretty though, which pisses me off.

she was wearing this dress with her hair in a high slick ponytail.

"um h- hi amelia," i smiled, trying to shake my nerves off.

cmon lani, get it together.

"you look good," she nodded. "it's so good to see you," she elevator eyed me. "how are you now?"

i honestly can't tell if she's being genuine or not. but what's funny is that we're standing here smiling at each other on live tv and the world doesn't even know that we've literally fought before.

i mean i deadass wrapped a chord around her neck...

"i- i'm good," i nodded with a smile. "i'm back and better than ever."

"i love that for you," she grinned that bitchy grin of hers.

i just smiled and nodded.

we stood there for a couple seconds awkwardly before the camera man cleared his throat.

"oh right," i snapped out of it. "um s- so what are you looking forward to most this week?"

"just excited for everyone to see the new designs we'll all be modeling," she started. "many surprise collabs that i think people will love."

"great so can you give us a sneak peak into your favorite look that you'll be wearing?" i rose my eyebrows.

"not that i could choose just one," amelia started. "but, it's brown with the cutest pattern and it's from Frankie's Bikinis," she smiled at the camera in excitement.

"funnn, i love Frankie's!" i nodded with a smile. "i can't wait to see it."

"mhm," she grinned again, staring into my eyes.

and i stared back into hers, remembering all the situations that her and i encountered with each other, getting lost in my head.

"leilani," the camera man whispered.

"oh," i snapped out of it. "right sorry um-"

then some fucking celebrity came speeding through the crowd of us on the carpet and bumped into many people. one of them being me.

she made me drop my microphone which honestly just sent me into more of a panic as my mind had already went blank a minute ago.

i kneeled down to pick my microphone up and dusted my dress off. "oh my god," i breathed as i ran my hand through my hair, trying to fix it. "okay um i- um sorry let me just-"

"take your time," amelia said.

i looked up at her she lowkey looked concerned, tbh.

"okay last question," i said, finally regaining some brain cells. "are you excited for the artist performing at tonight's show? i heard it was-"

"nope don't spoil it," amelia cut me off playfully. "yes i'm very excited to see her perform tonight," she giggled.

"cool well thanks for chatting with me today amelia," i smiled, turning to face the camera. "and we can't wait to see you walk tonight."

"thanks lani," she smiled and turned to walk away.

i immediately turned around and let out a deep breath that i seemed to be holding it. i was still just so anxious.

but then i felt someone grab my hand, causing me to turn around. it was amelia.

"hey," she started, looking me in the eyes. "you're doing great, don't worry."

i slightly rose my eyebrows in shock. that seemed so genuine and real. she still had that concerned look in her face, i guess she could sense the anxiety all over me.

i just grinned at her though, and she grinned back before letting my hand go, turning around and walking away.

i then looked at the camera man who still had the camera on me. now the whole world can see the shock on my face.

lovely.

and billie also just watched that whole interaction through the livestream. i know she's hella confused. margie too.

after i finished interviewing everyone else, i walked inside and sat with billie and margie.

"you did great!" margie exclaimed with a smile.

"thanks," i breathed.

"yeah you did and you look so beautiful if i haven't said it already," billie added.

"thanks baby," i blushed.

"okay let's not ignore the elephant in the room though," margie started. "amelia of all people??"

"right!" i exclaimed.

-

the show ended and we all went back to our hotel room, trying to figure out whether we were going out tonight or not.

"i'm not gonna lie guys, i don't have it in me," i admitted to them.

"that's perfectly fine with me," billie said as she dug through her bag of food that we had just ordered.

i went and showered and everything and was drying my wet hair off when i heard a knock at our door.

"that'd be so funny if that were amelia," margie chuckled.

"no it wouldn't," billie and i said at the same time.

margie went and opened the door and a dirty blonde walked in.

"i heard my bestie was back on the scene!" liz exclaimed as she pranced in.

"liz!" i squealed as i ran into her arms, squeezing her tight. "oh my god oh my god!"

"hi lani baby," she laughed as we were still hugging.

"what the fuck, you didn't tell me you'd be here!" i hit her shoulder.

"i wanted to surprise you," she laughed. "billie and margie knew."

"damnnn snitch," billie put her arms out, joking.

"aw you guys are so sweet," i cheesed. "wait so you were there tonight? i didn't see you walk."

"no i just flew in not too long ago," liz replied. "i'll be walking for the rest of the week though."

"oh okay cool," i nodded.

"but i did watch the livestream of you interviewing," she added. "amelia?"

"that's what i said!" margie exclaimed.

"i mean i figured she'd be here but you interviewing her is crazy," liz shook her head.

"and her grabbing your hand and getting all in your face is crazier," billie added. "i still don't trust her ass."

"oh yeah i've seen the memes on twitter already," liz chuckled.

"memes?" i furrowed my eyebrows.

"you haven't seen them?" liz asked. "everyone screen- shotted multiple moments throughout the interview with you and mil, saying how ironic it is that billie's ex and wife are laughing and smiling at each other."

"little do they know," marg started. "lani tried to kill her ass."

we all went and checked our phones and it was definitely a lot of screen shots from the interview. fans are going crazy over that shit, tagging me, billie, and amelia in all the posts.

"anyway," liz started. "i know we're always talking and updating each other but i wanna hear about the news in person," she continued. "we're going on tour?"

"yes," i smiled. "i'm going on tour with billie."

"awww," liz put her hand over her chest. "i love that shit. that is going to be so cute."

"yeah," billie said. "i'm so excited. we've been talking about it over the past year. once the doctor's gave us the date she'll be officially cleared, we posted the new tour dates."

"that is so couple goals," liz cheesed. "and how long is it again?"

"we're starting off with the US leg which is gonna be about 6 months," b nodded.

"oh i'm definitely gonna catch the LA show," liz said. "so when do you guys leave?"

"like the end of july," b told her.

"oh okay so you have about 2 months left," liz nodded. "well i'm so excited for you guys."

"thanks," billie smiled.

"hey um lani can you come to the lobby with me really quick?" liz looked at me.

"oh um yeah," i got up from the couch and followed her out the door.

liz and i were walking down the hall when i asked "what are you getting from the lob-"

"i don't have anything in the lobby," she cut me off.

"oh," i said. "then-"

"i just wanted to ask if you've heard from victoria secret yet."

"oh," i sighed. "no, no i haven't."

"hmph," she breathed.

"have you told billie you applied?"

"nope," i shook my head.

"lani-"

"you know why," i looked at liz. "being a VS angel is my dream and you know i hate getting my hopes up. i know i'm not gonna get chosen."

"stop saying that," liz said. "you'll get the job."

"it's been months," i told her. "it doesn't seem like they want me."

"lani you know how the modeling world works," liz said to me. "especially when looking for the victoria secret angels. they take their time. plus everybody and they mama probably applied so they have a lot to look through."

"i guess," i shrugged, looking down at the floor.

"okay well let me ask you this," she started. "if you do get the job, what are you gonna do about tour?"

i sighed. "well VS probably give me like 4 months notice or so," i said.

"you never know how much of a notice you'll get in the industry," liz furrowed her eyebrows.

"true but i'm hoping that's the case. that way, i could do majority of the tour with b and then fly to new york where VS would be."

"and you don't think you should mention that to billie?" she rose her eyebrows.

"liz if i'm being honest, i don't even think i'm going to get it," i shrugged.

"ugh lani," she rubbed her temple. "you stress me out."

right, guess i forgot to tell y'all.

like 3 months ago, i applied to be a victoria secret angel. if you don't know what that is, those are the models who walk the runway at the victoria secret fashion shows.

the ones that you see in lingerie and wings. exhibit a:

being a vs angel is a huge deal.

and yes, i've modeled victoria secret before but only in photo shoots to promote their clothing. it's completely different being a vs angel. they're super picky on their girls. they want different varieties of weight, race, etc... yet they're still picky.

anyway.

i applied months ago just because applications came around and i didn't wanna chicken out and regret it for the rest of my life. so i just did it, not really thinking i'll get in.

i still don't think i'll get in because who wants to work with me when i would have just recovered?idk i'm all in my head about it.

but if i do get in, i'll have time to do majority of billie's tour before leaving to work with them.

i mean, she'd be okay with that. right?

would you?