The Road to EGOT Season 02 Pt. 11

"What? You believe that mess?" He asked with an incredulous look in his eye.

"You know that the sales have been way down from the first, and that she couldn't sell enough tickets for her tour."

"Nah, none of that is true."

"What do you mean?" I asked leaning back against the chair.

"You know, being in this business, it's not just about how much you sell. How good your music was, how well you did in the movie. It's the tabloids, social media and how much you're being talked about. Iggy's album was doing just fine, but it's not the desired narrative. Her doing well, than dropping and coming back up, much more interesting that way." I couldn't believe what i was hearing.

"So all this is a set up? Does she know?"

"Oh no, not at all. But i'll bet you my maserati, that someone in her circle is helping to pull the strings."

"Stamp."

"Bingo."

"Why put her through all this? If her album is doing well, isn't that enough?"

"Hollywood loves a comeback. Look at your girl Justice. Her dude Eric? Goes in and out of rehab like it's going out of style. That's cuz Stamp weens him on and off the stuff depending on what he needs. He'll be on a hot streak for awhile before he crashes again."

"You can't be serious!" I exclaimed.

"I wish I wasn't. Just look at all that Iggy is going through. Bad album sales, canceled tour, Nick Young may get traded from Los Angeles and i bet you that at the perfect moment the story will break that Nick has been banging Rita Ora." I looked over at Iggy, worried that she may be hearing what we were talking about. Luckily she had her headphones on and was in the middle of a verse.

"How do you know all this?" I asked.

"Come on, man! Anyone who's been around long enough know this stuff and how it works."

"But she'll come back from this right? That's the plan." I asked with hope in my tone.

"It depends. Sometimes it works marvelously, sometimes not so much. Robert Downey Jr made it back. Britney Spears not so much. It's really 50/50."

I watched Iggy, and couldn't believe that everything she was doing, did not matter. She was working so hard to get herself back to where she was, while her own manager was stalling her progress. It drove me crazy. I slammed my fist against the console. Feeling the heat and anger rise in my chest.

"You alright?" Pharrell asked me, as the pounding of my fist shocked Iggy out of her rhythm. She noticed me for the first time, smiled and waved. I returned the gesture, as Pharrell set the song back.

"I'm fine. I'm just tired of Stamp. All the shit he does and just seems to get away with."

"Yeah, he's a real bad dude. But he's untouchable. What can we do Duncan?"

"Yeah, what can we do?" I asked to no one at all. Iggy finished recording the song and came to meet us.

"Hey Duncan. Thanks so much for setting this up." She said, hugging and giving me a kiss on the cheek. She looked very attractive in a tight pair of leather pants and a top that cut off underneath her breast; showing off her tight stomach.

"No trouble. How are you holding up?" I asked her genuinely concerned.

"You know it's rough. But thanks to you two, i'll be back soon enough." She said pointing at both me and Pharrell.

"I'm sure you will." She kissed me again on the cheek, did the same with Pharrell and headed out. Leaving us to work on the music for the show. I gave Pharrell the run down of the storylines that would come into play, and what type of songs we would need. When we were done, I got up to leave. I had my hand on the knob when Pharrell called to me.

"Don't worry about Iggy, she'll be fine. If I were you, i'd be much more worried about Justice."

"Why?"

"Strong is bad news. He's unstable. And having Derek behind him, pulling the strings, she's caught between a hurricane and a tornado."

"I know. There's really nothing I can do. I moved on, I'm happy. She's made her choices, I made mine. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself. It's not my responsibility to protect her."

"You're right about that. It's not your responsibility. But if you ever cared for her the way I know you once did; If anything ever happens to her, you'll blame yourself."

"She'll be fine. I gotta go pick up Alex at the set. Good work. I'll see you next week."

"Aight, no problem. Think about what I said." He set shaking my hand.

"I will."

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The next night, Alex and I were on our way to the restaurant to meet Ashley and her boyfriend. I had been distracted and had a lot on my mind. A fact that did not go unnoticed by my girlfriend.

"You okay?" She asked as we got on the highway.

"Not really." I decided to tell her what was bothering me. I had kept a lot inside while I was with Victoria and it did nothing but drive a wedge between us. "I was at the studio yesterday with Pharrell. We got to talking about Iggy and her low album sales and concert tickets. He told me that it was mostly a way of setting up a narrative. To bring her down a notch or down, get TMZ and the tabloids interested and all over her personal life, just to hope that she can bounce back."

"Really? But why? what would be the point of doing something like that?" She asked, disgust filling her tone.

"Pharrell says that it's not just the art that matters. It's how much you're talked about. This is a great way to have the tabloids and social media all on her case. If she can bounce back she'll be a bigger star than ever. If not. Well her career will no doubt be over. I don't understand this damn town. It makes no sense to me."

"I feel the same way sometimes." Alex said putting her hand on my shoulder. "Agents, managers, studio heads, casting directors; all these people around, they don't just want money. They want control and power. You know once, a casting director told me that I had to lose an inch off my waist."

"You're kidding?"

"Nope not at all. This town is filled with dipshits and assholes."

"Why are you still in this town?" I asked her looking at her. She looked gorgeous in a short, tight black dress. Her legs were bare and looking incredible.

"I love acting. I always have, since I was a kid. It's not as perfect or as glamorous as the outside world believes. but I don't want to do anything else. I just wish it was easier. Not a lot easier. Just a little easier. That I wasn't continuously harassed and brought down about my body that isn't "perfect'. Whatever the fuck that's supposed to mean. I wish that my talent would speak for itself. You know i've been in this business for almost fifteen years, and my phone did not ring off the hook until I did that nude scene in True Detective." She was looking out the window. I looked over and felt incredibly bad for her. It killed me that she felt this way. "I bet that even you, who is completely obsessed with me. Didn't know who I was until you saw me in that."

"You're wrong." I told her seriously.

"Really?"

"Yes really!"

"From where?"

"I watched Percy Jackson. Even then your eyes caught my attention. What really did it for me though, was your appearance in Parenthood."

"Really? What about that did you like so much?" She asked running her hand up and down my arm.

"The scene when you played moonlight sonata. I was hooked." Alex smiled and looked down at the floor.

"You know, I played that for real right?"

"I did."

"You're sweet." She said kissing me on the cheek. "Is that all that's bothering you? Iggy's trouble." I quickly thought about telling her the other part of my troubles. I looked into her beautiful eyes and did not want to lie to her.

"No, I also ran into Victoria." I watched closely for Alex's reaction. Her eyes grew and she tilted her head back a little. "She was also at the studio, we spoke for a little bit."

"And?" She asked clearly worried about what was to follow.

"Nothing really. She was doing fine, said that Eric had stopped doing drugs. What worries me is that Pharrell mentioned that Eric was much in the same boat. Stamp continues to ween him on and off the stuff, depending on what he needs. He's doing a little better now, but when the attention begins to wane a little, he'll put him right back on."

"That's horrible. I've met Eric a few times. He's kind of a dickhead. But still, you wouldn't wish that on your worst enemy. You're worried that Victoria might be caught in the middle?" I just nodded. I looked at the worry on her face in the corner of my eye. " Do you still have feelings for her?" She finally asked the question I knew would come. I stopped at a red light, I turned towards her and grabbed her hand in mine.

"I still care for her. I want her to be happy and safe. But you make me so happy Alex. I'm not even remotely thinking of anyone else. You're the only one that matters." I told her kissing her softly. She smiled at me and our eyes met. We held the stare for a few seconds, both of us knowing what the other was feeling. It was still too soon to put those feelings into words and we were both aware of it. We kissed again until the light changed color.

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We arrived at the restaurant a few minutes later. We left the car with the valet and walked hand in hand towards the host. Ashley and her boyfriend were already waiting for us. They stood up as we approached the table, and I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous Ashley looked. She wore a short dress that went a few inches above her knees, with a small gold belt. Her dark hair cascaded down her back. She was pretty short but her body was flawless. Her boyfriend Paul was a tall athletic guy. His hair seemed like it had a week's worth of gel in it, and wore his sunglasses indoors. I knew very little of him. Just that he was a singer from Australia and did commentary for some poker tournament. I quickly got a bad vibe from him and hoped that I would be wrong.

Ashley and Alex hugged tightly. The two had grown quite close while filming Burying The Ex, it showed in how happy they were to see each other. Alex quickly did the introductions and we all took our seats. Ashley was great. She was nice, smart and had a quick wit. The girls started by telling us stories on set, and the prank they pulled on Anton Yelchin, who was the lead in the movie. Paul hadn't said much so far, I tried approaching him in conversation and he quickly shot me down with one word answers.

"So Duncan, I'm a big fan of yours." Ashley said, which caused a snicker from Paul.

"Thanks Ashley, that means alot. I'm a big fan of yours too. I thought you were great in Burying The Ex." I said.

"Did you like me or Alex better." She said causing both of the girls to laugh.

"I think no guy would complain much, being caught in between the two of you."

"Oh, charming. And safe answer. You caught a good one Alex." Ashley said to her.

"I sure did." Alex agreed holding my hand.

"I told her not to make that movie." Paul finally spoke up. Ashley was embarrassed and quickly took a swig from her wine. "She's hot! She spent half the movie looking like an ugly zombie."

"That's just a part of being an actress. Sometimes you gotta do what the role requires." Alex stood up for her friend.

"That's easy for you to say. You came off looking pretty good in the end."

"I thought Ashley made a very attractive zombie." I said dropping in my two cents.

"So that's what you're into? The undead?" Alex joked.

"Maybe. I guess i have this weird fetish I had no idea about." I said causing everyone to laugh except Paul of course.

"Well thank you Ashley. He's going to have me wear zombie make up all cuz you made a hot zombie." Alex threw out.

"Let me google if there's a shop open right now."

"Just be careful what kind of glue they have." Ashley instructed. "You don't want her to stay permanently looking like a zombie."

"Mhmmm." I said pretending to think about it. "I guess you're right! We'll look into it."

"No we won't!" Alex said, shooting down the idea altogether.

The rest of the evening was pretty much like this. The girls and I were laughing and having a great time. Paul sulked and was pretty much in a sour mood the entire evening. I didn't pay him much mind and continued enjoying myself. A very attractive waitress came back to bring us our meals. Paul's order had been mixed up, the waitress quickly apologized but Paul was incredibly rude to her.

"How hard is it to get an order right?" He practically shouted to the young woman.

"Baby, calm down." Ashley said. "They'll fix it no problem." The waitress took the plate back sheepishly. Alex and I shared a look, but didn't say anything. Paul was quickly climbing up my shit list. I lived in L.A, that list was pretty damn long. I went to the bathroom. I peed and washed my hands. On my way back to the table Ashley was heading to the bathroom herself.

"Hey Duncan. I'm sorry about Paul, he's just not in the best of moods." She said defending her boyfriend.

"Yeah, I understand we all have our bad days. Too bad it had to be today."

"Yeah, you're really nice. You and Alex seem really good together."

"We really are. She's wonderful!"

"You seem to be in love." She said smiling brightly.

"Shhh, it's too soon to say those kind of things. But yeah i'm headed there."

"Don't tell her I said this, but she is too. I'll meet you back at the table." She said before heading into the restroom. I walked back to our table, only to find Alex and Paul practically ignoring each other. I took my seat, and kissed Alex on the cheek. We spoke quietly between ourselves while Paul was lost in deep conversation with his phone. Ashley came back smiling brightly.

"So I just got a call, from the studio. Burying The Ex is doing so well, they are offering us an all expense paid vacation to this amazing resort in Mexico! You guys down?"

I looked over at Alex and thought that a trip together would be incredible. After all she did look great in a bikini.

"We should totally go! It'll be fun!" Alex said excitedly. "We're almost done shooting the movie, you're almost finished writing season 2. It's perfect."

"Yeah let's do it." I thought it was a great idea. I just wasn't looking forward to hanging out with Paul too much. Then again like Ashley said, he maybe just having a bad night. Hopefully by the time we go away, he'll be in much better spirits. We finished dinner and I offered to pay the check. I left a big tip for the waitress, solely because of Paul's attitude. She hadn't deserved that at all. Out front we said our goodbyes. Alex and I drove back to her house.

"This trip is going to be great. You like Ashley right?" Alex asked.

"Yeah, Ashley is awesome. Paul on the other hand."

"Yeah, Ashley says he's kind of feeling a little down. He's feeling insecure, about the fact she's so much better off than he is." Alex confided.

"Well, I can understand that. Seeing as we are in the same boat."

"I am NOT more successful than you!"

"You just stared in a 100 million dollar blockbuster. I'm still on T.V"

"Do you want to get into movies?" She asked rubbing my arm.

"I don't know to be honest. I barely wanted to be on television. I always wanted to write novels."

"Why don't you do that?"

"I did. I wrote one when I was in college. No one wanted it. Mark got me a job working for his studio. I haven't looked back since."

"What is this book? You never told me about it." She exclaimed, hitting me in the arm.

"It's not something i'm really proud of. It was a massive failure."

"I want to read it!"

"Alright, alright! I think I have a copy at home." I told her. She placed her head on my shoulder.

"Good! I'm sure it's great. Like everything else you do." I smiled widely, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Wait until you read it."

We arrived at her house and stood in front of the door. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her deeply. Kissing her still very much felt like that first time at Mark's wedding. Her lips were truly something remarkable. They were soft and full, and Alex knew just how to kiss me to make me groan in desire. I was doing just that as my hands lowered and grabbed her perky ass. It was her turn to moan into my mouth, as my hands explored the wonderful cheeks through the fabric of the short dress. Alex wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me tightly as i groped her ass.

She opened the door and turned to kiss me again when we were inside. I kicked the door closed without looking back. We fell into each other's arms, continuing right where we had left off. I was so excited, I could barely wait to take her dress off. I grabbed her hand and led her upstairs towards her bedroom. I pushed her up against the door and kissed her neck. I sucked and suckled her mercilessly. She reached behind herself and opened the door. She turned around to step inside and stopped in her tracks.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me. My hard cock was nestled between the cheeks of her ass, as we both took in the wonderful sight before us. Kate Upton was lying on Alex's bed, wearing nothing more than a matching red thong and bra. Alex couldn't stop staring and neither could I. The blonde had her hair down and was looking incredibly sexy. The bra could barely contain her humongous orbs. Her long, smooth legs seemed to die for. She rose from the bed and glided towards us. She took her time, knowing just how sexy she was, let us take in all off her wonderful figure.

She finally reached the spot where Alex and I had been standing transfixed. She wrapped her arms around my girlfriend and slowly brought her lips to hers. I heard Alex moan, and her entire body finally relax. She was finally getting what she had wanted for such a long time. Kate Upton half naked with her lips on hers. My girlfriend wasted no time getting into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around the blonde bombshell, running her hands up and down her spine.

Meanwhile, I unzipped Alex's dress. I pulled it down to the ground, kneeling to help her remove it. The girls hadn't stopped their kissing. From my vantage point, I could see their tongues meeting as well as their bra covered tits smashing together. I pulled down Alex's panties next, the scent of her wet pussy quickly filling the room. I ran my tongue up and down her pussy lips, causing her to moan loudly into Kate's mouth.

Kate had removed Alex's bra and tossed it aside. She wasted no time in taking one of my girlfriend's nipples into her mouth. "Oh shit!" Alex moaned being pleased from all directions by Kate and I. I pulled apart her ass cheeks and licked her rosebud. At that same moment, Kate dropped to her knees and took over eating Alex's pussy. "OHHHH FUCKKKK!!" Alex moaned as Kate sucked her clit. My tongue was going haywire all over Alex's backside. Her knees were going weak. She had one hand in Kate's hair, and another in mine. Both to hold us in place, and to keep her own balance.

I stood up and quickly undressed. I lay down on the bed and spread my legs. Kate seeming to use all of the will power she still had, pulled herself away from Alex's sweet tasting cunt. The blonde led her to the bed and pushed her in between my legs. Alex laid her head on my chest, spreading her legs wide so that Kate could return to what she was doing. I could see Kate's head diving back in between Alex's legs. Alex screamed in pleasure, gripping hard on the blonde's hair. I wrapped my arms around Alex's body and played with her tits, pinching and pulling her nipples. I placed soft kisses on her neck and shoulders, while Kate continued to push and drive her to a crashing orgasm. "AHHHH AHHH AHHHH!!1" She screamed out! As her juices covered Kate's beautiful face. None of this stopped the model. She continued to lick and suck up every drop that my girlfriend offered her.