Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapters 164 & 165 On The Loose, Florida

*Trisha*

Whatever Nate and Mila talked about in his room turned things around. They were talking for awhile in there. I have a feeling Nate may have confessed to Mila that this was not his idea to have her join him on tour. Which probably made Mila feel like shit.  I also had a feeling Nate and Mila know they need to fake it till they make it. And they are going to have to do that together.

When they step out of Nate's room, it's like they've shed whatever weight pressed down on them before. Their fingers are laced together, their smiles effortless...too effortless. A seamless performance, practiced to perfection. They are definitely trying to fake it and get into character before we land and they are seen in public.

I watch them. The way Mila's grip tightens just a fraction too much. The way Nate's laugh lands a beat off.  A quiet agreement to fake their way through this, to smooth the edges for the people watching. How they managed to come to terms with it, I have no idea but they've locked it in. We're ready to land. Whatever happened behind that door, whoever they were before, doesn't exist anymore. But is Julia going to know this is fake or is she going to see them on social media and freak out, thinking it's real?

"Nate! Nate Hollan! Mr. Hollan! Mila!! Mila!!"

It's all we hear as we walk down the terminal. Nate and Mila have already excited the plane and security has whisked them away. 

"You guys ready?" I smile over at Jonah and Casey. Gavin has already gotten into his mode and following around Nate and Mila getting as much footage as possible to edit later.

"This feels weird without everyone else." Casey admits. Jonah takes her hand and nods.

"We'll make the best of it, ok?" I force a smile and we are escorted through the terminal. Our set of bodyguards lead us a separate way out  and while we are speed walking through the airport my phone starts ringing.

"Hey Leslie, what's up? We just landed and are being escorted to the cars."

"Nate's not going to like this," Leslie talks fast which makes me slow my pace and put a finger up to the bodyguards. 

"What's wrong?" Saying what's wrong in front of Jonah and Casey puts a concerned look on both of their faces, thinking the worst. This is bad but it's not what they think.

"Trish, Nate's manager..."

"Richard? What about him? Spit it out Leslie...I don't have fucking time right now." I snap while the bodyguards escort us down another hall. She knows I need her to get to the point.

"Mila and Nate will be sharing the Penthouse Suite at The Four Season's tonight."

I freeze. Right in the middle of the hall, making both Jonah and Casey bump into me from behind and all the bodyguards halt.

"Leslie... please tell me this is some prank."

Leslie's voice is steady, but beneath it, there's a thread of frustration, barely concealed.

"I'm sorry. The hotel leak on where the two were staying got out this afternoon, and now every room is booked solid. "

"What the fuck do you mean every room is booked solid??"

"The receptionist called Richard instead of me, asking if there was an alternative. He called me...told me to handle it. But not just handle it. He spelled it out, step by step, like I didn't know what I was doing. He demanded Mila and Nate stay at The Four Seasons, even though everyone knows they're there. What's worse, he insisted they share a room. He was adamant, Trisha."

She exhales sharply before continuing. "Now, every hotel nearby is full because of the leak. And between you and me..." She lowers her voice. "Would Richard do something like this? Leak their location-for publicity?"