First message
It started with Violet Locke. Hey babe! It's Violet Locke from NVR Mind. I saw your photo's on insta and I have a proposition for you...
A week later, you were climbing out of an uber when Violet came sprinting towards you. She was even more beautiful in person. Oh my God! You made it! she squealed, hugging you and grabbing your hand to drag you towards your home for the next couple months. A luxurious tour bus.
Come on babe, let me show you around!
Inside Roman Thorne, the band's incredibly talented lead guitarist was sprawled on the couch grinning when Violet introduced you. Violet snatched his phone. Ooo reading fanfic again Thorne? she teased.
Before he could answer the door banged open and in stumbled Nate Wolfe, the womanising frontman, and Sam Valentine, the drummer.
Where the FUCK have you two been!?
Morning gorgeous, Nate winced.
Don't gorgeous me Nathan! You're so lucky I'm in a good mood, Violet snapped before she turned and smiled at you. Here's the other assholes.
I'm the favourite Nate said grinning
Your mother doesn't even like you Wolfe, Violet muttered