12

A few days passed by normally, then one morning, when I was going to make breakfast, someone started ringing the bell multiple times, giving off a sense of urgency.

Andrew and I shared a look before he went forward and opened the door. A flustered Angela walked in. I was confused.

"Hey. . .?" I said.

"Have you checked the internet?" She asked.

"I mean, I probably checked last night. . .why, what happened?" Andrew asked.

Instead of answering, Angela took her phone out and showed us an article. The headlines read, "The Urban Mantra – breaking up so soon?"

"What?" I made a face and read the article.

"Just a few days after winning two VMAs, it seems like the glorious duo, who have won hearts all over the world, is having problems in their band," the article read.

". . .were seen outside their house caught up in an argument. . .fans are worried if there might be a breakup. . ."

I gave the phone back to Angela. "Seriously?" I asked in dismay.

"It's not just that, you didn't even see the photos," she replied.

"The photos?" Andrew asked in shock.

"Yeah. See," Angela scrolled down on her screen and showed us the phone again. And there it was, me and Andrew, in broad daylight, fighting with each other.

It was from that day's argument we had outside our house. From the angle that the picture was taken, it looked like we were about to have a go at each other's throats.

"The camera click," I said to Andrew, and he nodded.

"I don't understand, guys," Angela said.

I shook my head. "It wasn't that serious, we just had a. . .mild disagreement." Wasn't mild at all, but anyways. I glanced at Andrew with large eyes, as if telling him to say something to Angela.

"Oh yeah, no, it wasn't even that big of a– look it's ridiculous that the whole internet would just assume that our band is breaking up," he rolled his eyes. I nodded.

"And the pap just have to show up everywhere, ugh," I said in irritation.

"What was the misunderstanding on, anyways?" Angela asked.

I became jittery. Obviously I couldn't tell her that Andrew and I had sex. "Really not that important, Angela." I said.

She hummed. "Fine, then let's just focus on how to fix the rumour, okay?"

I opened my Twitter and found several tweets directed towards us.

"I'll die if they break up, too soon 😭💔"

"Andrew and Keighlah, you have saved me, please don't break the band 😭😭💔💔😔😔"

Andrew and Keighlah this, Andrew and Keighlah that. My God, our fans were dramatic.

"Okay, so I was thinking you guys post a video in Instagram, Twitter and all your other social media pages, explaining that the rumours are fake." Angela suggested.

"Yeah, sure, whatever," I shrugged.

So we made ourselves look a little presentable and sat on the sofa to record the video. Angela was recording.

The video was basically us laughing at the rumours.

"Heard we were breaking the band, Koko?" Andrew asked with mock curiosity.

"Oh yeah, I heard too, Andy," I played along, furrowing my eyebrows. "Well, I'll not be too heartbroken if so happens. I mean, you're a pretty hard ass to put up with."

He raised his eyebrows in shock, but I could see the humour in his eyes. "Oh? I am the hard ass? What are you then, cemented floor."

"Pfft," I laughed. "Your comebacks will need a comeback if you go on like this."

We went on back and forth like this for a while, our mock argument becoming more tense. Then suddenly, we both turned to the camera.

"Going to go strong forever, baby," I smiled wickedly at the camera, then put my arm around Andrew's neck, giving him a noogie. And the video was over.

Angela showed us the video. It was funny and cute at the same time. Perfect for the fans. I shared it on all our official pages.

"May the people find their peace," I said and smiled. Andrew sprang up from the sofa.

"Now that that's done, I'm really fucking hungry. Breakfast, Angela?" He asked.

"Oh, I've already had breakfast," Angela said, shaking her hand dismissively. Andrew nodded and rushed into the kitchen.

Angela turned towards me. "You remember your schedule for today, right?"

"Yep. Memorised it," I grinned at her and winked. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, smiling.

"Anyways," she said. "Be careful the next time you and Andrew decide to have an argument outside."

I laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."

She nodded. "Alright then, I'll meet you later."

After saying goodbye, I walked into the kitchen. I was pretty hungry too.

Andrew was making some scrambled eggs and toast, it seemed.

"Crazy morning, huh?" He joked. I laughed lightly and sat down at the table. I noticed Andrew had a towel draped over his shoulder, and I laughed quietly inside. He looked cute.

Then my eyes went over to his back, to the movement of his shoulder blades as he tossed the eggs. I looked at his long fingers as he moved the spatula. My mind suddenly went back to that night. How he had held me with exactly those hands and how his shoulders had moved when he-

"Keighlah?"

My chain of thought broke and I saw him looking at me quizzically.

What the fuck was I just thinking?

My heart had started to beat out of it's own accord. "What?" I asked, trying to be nonchalant.

He gave me a deadpan expression. "You didn't listen to a single word I said, did you?"

He was saying something. "Oh no, sorry, I didn't. What were you saying?"

Andrew gave a sigh inmock irritation. "Where do you think we should keep the awards?" He repeated his question. "I want to keep it in a place where people will first notice the awards when they walk into the house." He said, smiling cheerfully.

"Well, uh. . .how-how about uh- beside the tv?" I stuttered.

He shook his head at me. "Beside the tv?" He said. "You're hopeless."

Then he started talking about where he could place the awards, but I was still pretty distracted.

I got up. "I'm gonna get a-a shower."

He stopped talking and looked at me in confusion. "Shower? But. . .breakfast is almost ready."

"Yeah, I know. Just cover it, I'll be right back," I said, getting out of the kitchen.

"Okay. . .?" He said and I rushed to my room.

Why was I getting so hot and bothered?

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