Page 18 of I Knew You Were Trouble

Ravi shrugs back at him.I’m cooperating, he mouths.

‘There’s no hurry,’ I say. ‘Over the next few months whilst I’m here.’

‘I’ll talk to ya all you want, love,’ Cal blurts, and I appreciate his candour before his concentration goes back to his phone. Aidan rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

‘I also need an idea of your schedule,’ I say, looking to Ziggy. ‘So I know what you’re doing, week by week. Then I can plan in advance.’

‘Right now, love,’ Cal continues, ‘we’re all tryna learn next-to-impossible Korean language so we can get up on stage in Seoul to perform a flawless rendition of “Gangnam Style”. If you can film Miller attempting to learn his Korean lines then that should be good for a laugh.’

Miller gives Cal a swift kick to the back, harder than is necessary.

Ziggy ignores them, carries on talking. ‘We’ve got the show tonight, then another tomorrow, the Halloween special. Then in Seoul they shoot the last part of the video for “Shame About My Face”. It should have been finished by now.’

‘Like the tweet?’ I question. ‘That’s a song?’

‘You bet your arse it’s a song,’ Cal pipes up again, without looking at me. ‘It’s a damn good track.’

‘Then three concerts in Seoul before we head to Australia,’ Ziggy carries on. ‘I’ll look into when there’s time to interview them. Might have to do it in small chunks, you know.’

‘When can we start filming?’ Duncan asks.

‘Lads, be warned, the cameras are back.’

The boys all groan in unison. Aidan glowers at me.

‘You can start shooting from here on in,’ Ziggy says. ‘Try not to get in the way, eh? I’ll tell you if you need to stop. You need to take ’em anywhere, check with me first.’

‘And will we get all-access passes for the concert tonight? The three of us?’

Ziggy nods again, albeit reluctantly. ‘I’ll get you sorted out.’

I turn to Duncan and Meredith. ‘I guess we’re done here.’

We head for the door, Duncan and Meredith ahead of me. When we’re back outside in the corridor, I hear a voice behind me.

‘This isn’t over, you know,’ Aidan says, raising his voice.

I come to an abrupt halt. My chest tightens. I’m done. I’ve officially had enough of him.

I turn on my heel. He’s standing in the doorway, propping the door open with his foot. ‘It isn’t? I believe your manager just pissed all over your plans to disrupt my film.’

He doesn’t reply, just turns and walks away, the door to the suite closing behind him. It’s an irritating move, but it also gives me an idea.

I look to Meredith and Duncan.

‘You gonna let Boy Band Jimmy stand in your way?’ Duncan asks.

A smile tugs at my lips. ‘He stands in my way… I’ll just go around him.’

‘That’s more like it.’

We walk towards the lifts, an idea brewing, gaining traction. This wasn’t how I planned to approach things.

I wait until the lift doors are closed until I speak again.

‘Did we bring the body cameras?’ I ask Duncan, under my breath.

‘Aye,’ he says. ‘I’ve got them.’

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