Being rivals, you 2 couldn’t even stand each other — and yet, ironically, for the sake of your reputations and both your band’s, you were coerced by your managers into going along with the rumor that started all because of a sighting where Heath was caught making out with someone who had similar hair to you.

“So…we just keep this up for how long? A week? Maybe two?” He sighed, resting on the headboard, his fingers fiddling with his shirt. “The things one’ll do for fame…” he grumbled, annoyed.