At 8:00 on the nose, Sebastian and Rylee walked hand in hand down the short hall to Chris' room. Sebastian and Anthony were teaming up for interviews this morning and afternoon while Chris and Hayley made up the other team. Then they were all meeting up to do a group interview at 5:00.

They all split up, saying their goodbyes and Rylee and Alexa were the only ones still left at the hotel. They decided to go out and grab breakfast down the block. As they made their way into the surprisingly busy cafe, the girls grabbed a booth in the back corner.

As Alexa sipped her coffee she asked, "Are you okay after yesterday? I can't imagine how rough that must've been to hear."

"Yeah, I'm okay. I hate that I got that upset. But my brain went into overdrive for some reason... I just kept thinking about how Michael treated me and kept me in the dark all the time. I know Seb isn't even close to being like him, but it messed with me." Rylee leaned her cheek on her hand as she frowned.

"Well I'm glad you two sorted it out." Alexa commented as she sipped on her coffee with a knowing look.

"What?" Rylee said as she sat up curiously.

"You know...We mentioned it the first night we all got here. The walls are pretttty thin. This morning was no exception," Alexa chuckled.

Rylee leaned back, her head landing on the padded booth panel behind her. "I just can't stay mad at him, I've tried," she chuckled in return, "and then this morning he even double checked to make sure I actually forgave him and it wasn't just drunk me forgiving him."

"Wait what do you mean 'drunk me?'" Alexa asked curiously

"I may have gotten back to the hotel and cleared out an entire bottle of wine...by myself...in like an hour..." Rylee ducked her head into her crossed arms leaning on the table, embarrassed.

"Rylee Ann."

"I know, I know. I'm stupid and overreacted. But I was genuinely upset and I just needed to drown in my sorrows." Rylee sat up again, look at Alexa, "I think at the end of the day I was never truly angry with Seb but was reflecting back on Michael and being angry at him."

All Alexa could do was nod. She agreed. Sebastian had honestly only tried to help her...he didn't really know about all the trust issues that came with Rylee from Michael. She thought maybe they had died down, but apparently yesterday had proved that false.

"Yesterday actually made me think about going back to my therapist..." Rylee said quietly stirring her coffee slowly, rhythmically.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, it's not fair to take out what Michael did to me on Seb...I feel like Justin can help me sort that out again..." Rylee shrugged taking a sip from her mug.

"Hey, it wouldn't hurt. Does Sebastian know you've gone to therapy before?" Alexa asked.

"Yeah, I've mentioned it before. He goes too actually."

"Oh, huh. I didn't know that." Alexa looked up slightly surprised.

"Yeah he's gone for a while. He's pretty open about it." Rylee shrugged matter of factly.

Alexa looked over to the left quickly and then back to Rylee. "Is that girl just like..staring over here?"

Rylee tried to look over subtly but made eye contact with the girl because she was indeed staring at them, "Uh. Yup. Maybe we should just go."

Alexa nodded and immediately started gathering their things as Rylee did the same.

As they left their booth Rylee took another quick glance at the girl. She was a tall blonde, probably in her mid twenties. She was wearing a black crop top and black leggings. Rylee guessed the girl had just recognized one of them and was maybe trying to figure out why.

The girl pulled her phone up to her ear when she thought they were out of ear shot and said "Yeah, they're leaving. Go."

Rylee stopped in her tracks and Alexa paused a few steps ahead of her, wondering why she stopped.

"What do you want?" Rylee boldly turned around and asked the girl, who looked shocked to say the least.

"W-what?" She stuttered in response.

"I'm not stupid. I just heard what you said into the phone. What. Do. You. Want." Rylee said louder, stepping closer.

A few more patrons in the cafe started to look their direction at the commotion that had started.

Alexa placed her hand on Rylee's shoulder, "Hey, let's just go."

Rylee shrugged off Alexa's grip, "No, I wanna know why this girls following us!"

"Listen. I'm just a journalist," The girl said defensively, "this is a public space."

"Yeah...well, did you ever just think of talking to the people you write articles about instead of just eavesdropping on them and stalking them? Get a life."

Alexa grabbed her elbow now, tugging her, "Rylee. Let's. Go."

Rylee pulled her arm out of Alexa's grip but kept walking towards the door. Alexa followed closely behind her as they quietly made their way back towards the hotel. When they got to the front door, there was a group of girls hovering outside. As Rylee and Alexa walked by a few of the girls acknowledged them, saying hello excitedly and waving but making sure to maintain some space.

Rylee and Alexa quickly smiled and greeted the girls and let them in on the fact that the boys and Hayley were going to be gone the majority of the day and wouldn't be back for a while.

The girls all sighed but thanked them for the information. Rylee knew they would still stay there but she just didn't want them to be disappointed when they sat there all day for nothing. She appreciated them. They were fans but they were civil and kind.

Once Rylee and Alexa got inside and got into the elevators Alexa tugged on Rylee's arm again, "What was that, Ry?"

"They should know no one is her-"

"You know what I mean Ry. It's not like you to freak out like that."

"I saw that girl follow us into the cafe, and when we were leaving she called someone to tell them we were leaving. Journalists. Paparazzi. Whatever they want to call themselves are the worst. You can sit there and quite literally stalk someone but it doesn't matter. It baffles me. And just the way she talked it-" Rylee paused for a moment.

"What, Ry?" Alexa asked, concerned.

"It just fucking scared me, okay!?" Rylee practically shouted.

The elevator opened and both girls walked out. Alexa linked her arm with Rylee's and walked with her down to her and Chris' room. She wasn't about to let Rylee go back to her room alone.

They got inside and Rylee sat down on the edge of the bed, head in her hands. "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize. I just worry about you babe." Alexa said as she sat next to her. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah...just...Seb and I have been together for almost nine months at this point. You'd think I'd be used to paparazzi by now but I'm just not I guess. And just hearing her say 'They're leaving. Go.' Just...I don't know. It triggered something in me. I felt like someone was planning to...hurt us or something... my whole body just went into overdrive."

Alexa nodded, understanding now where she was coming from. She took her hand in hers and squeezed it reassuringly.

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After he got back from the interview, Sebastian and Rylee grabbed some Chinese to go and made their way back to the hotel. It was only around 9:00, so they were still pretty awake so they planned to watch a movie.

Sebastian laid on the couch scrolling through his phone, waiting for Rylee to get changed and comfortable. As he scrolled, Chris texted him.

Hey man..Just ran across this.

Lex kinda gave me the rundown. Didn't know if Ry did yet.

He had attached a link that Sebastian opened.

Written by Jocelyn Smith

Today was some kind of a hectic day in Los Angeles. And Rylee Summers, Sebastian Stan's girlfriend and possible baby mama, is no exception.

Stan and Summers have still denied any form of pregnancy but Summers has a lot of telltale signs, especially displayed this morning at Café Amadeus. Summers walked in and sat down, chatting with an unknown friend. She was wearing a very loose fitting dress, but do we see a bump peeking through? Hmm...

To top off their time there, sources say Summers yelled erratically at a journalist sitting in a booth caddy corner from Summers and her friend.

We spoke with the woman, who wanted to remain anonymous, and asked her what occurred:

"She just yelled at me out of nowhere. She kept shouting at me, asking me what I was doing and said I needed to get a life. I will say I'm not surprised, her and her friend were talking quite loudly about therapy. Maybe she needs it..."

Yikes.

Possible baby bump and manic out bursts? Sounds like some pregnancy hormones to me!

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Sebastian laid there in silence for a moment, reading the article twice through. Of course they're still running with the pregnancy story. Ugh. But Ry yelling at a stranger? She wouldn't do that...would she?

Sebastian heard the door open and then sat up. Rylee strolled in adjusting her shirt and Sebastian decided to just come right out and talk about it with her.

"Chris sent me something...from this afternoon." He handed his phone over to Rylee for her to read and her face fell, but then she got defensive.

"This is all bullshit. I mean. Yes. I did yell at her...but it wasn't like that."

"Ry. You can't just go yelling at people who look at you the wrong way..." Sebastian commented shortly.

"But she was following us Seb-"

"Yeah Ry, that's what paparazzi do. They follow you and write down every single thing you do..." Sebastian said, pinching the bridge of his nose, "you can't go telling people to 'get a life'...was all of this true?" Sebastian sat back, looking at Rylee, waiting for a response.

"I mean yes bu- but no. You know these people stretch the truth. This article makes me sound fucking crazy Seb. I wasn't. I yelled at her asking her what she wanted. When we got up to leave she told someone on the phone that we were leaving and-"

"Rylee. You can't fucking yell at paparazzi! That's what they want! They want you in that moment acting like Britney Spears in 2007. And you just gave it to 'em." Sebastian tossed his phone on the table, running both his hands through his hair.

"So what am I supposed to Seb? She scare-"

"You sure as hell don't flip out on someone for all the world to see! You just ignore them. You hear them say shit and you just. Keep. Walking. Cause the article doesn't just affect you. It affects me too. Fuck me. I can't..." Sebastian stood up when he was done speaking, sending a quick text.

I'm coming over..

Okay

"Where are you going?" Rylee stood up now as well.

"I'm going over to Chris' room. I just...I don't know. Need to sort this shit out. And I'm trying really fucking hard to not be mad right now..." As he spoke he grabbed his wallet and slipped on his shoe.

"Seb...I-"

"Just..." Sebastian put one of his hands up in a stop motion, "I'll be back later..."

And with that, he walked out the door and down the hall, leaving Rylee to stand their speechless.