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Ring...
Ring...
Ring..."Oh my god. Can this not wait Colson?" I asked out of breath as I halted my movements, causing the guy underneath me to groan.
"You were supposed to be here over an hour ago. What the fuck is more important than your career?" He asked back, annoyance clear in his tone.
"Oh I don't know. Maybe an orgasm." I answered sarcastically. "Which I would have gotten had you not called me for the twentieth time in a row." The guy beneath gripped my hips and slowly started to grind me against him again.
"Oh my fucking god. Seriously? Get your ass down here. Or I'll find someone else." He playfully shouted down then phone.
"God. Fine I'll be there in an hour. I gotta figure out where I am first." I didn't give him an opportunity to protest before I hung up.
"Sorry dude. I gotta go." I answered as I got off of him, pulling my underwear up my legs. I was still wearing my skirt and shirt this morning so I was already dressed.
"No. I was almost finished." He whined as he tried to pull me back onto him.
I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. He smirked thinking he got what he wanted for a minute. I held his hand out and spat on it, moving it to his dick.
"There you go, now you can finish." I said as I picked up my bags and heels and walked out of the room.
This place was a shit show. There were at least fifteen people crashed in the hallway, two people actually laying on the stairs and about a dozen people in the main room.
"Aye, it's Liza. Come on girl, come and take shots with us." Billy called out from the kitchen where about four other people stood with vodka shots in their hand.
"I'm sorry. Maybe next time. I've gotta go to work." I said as I walked out the door.
I got in my car and tried to figure out where I was. Turns out I was only a few minutes away from my house. I drove home so I could at least change and redo my makeup. I knew I didn't have time to shower because Colson would throw a fit if I was any later, but I could at least change.
I changed into a black oversized hoodie and black sweatpants I stole from Landon. I did a simplistic makeup look and sprayed some perfume so I didn't smell like sex, but the alcohol and weed smell still stayed.
I walked out and got in my car to drive to DTA. It wouldn't take me long to get there considering my house was literally a five minute drive so I went and got coffee for everyone. While waiting in the drive thru, I decided to call Landon.
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"What's up bitch?"
"Hey hoe. You at DTA?" I asked him as he answered.
"You bet your ass I am. Where you at? Shithead said you were supposed to be here a while ago." He answered as I heard a laugh in the background who I didn't recognise.
"I'm around. Who the fuck is with you?" I asked him as I pulled up to the window to get my drinks, adding on another for Landon.
"Oh that's my best friend Ja-"
"You bitch. Are you fucking cheating on me? You can't have another best friend. What is this shit?" I defended as I paid the worker and drove out of Starbucks.
"I'm sorry. I'm not cheating on you. You'll always be my number one best friend." He rushed.
"When I get there it's on site. I'm gonna beat your ass." I said as he laughed.
"Okay bub. I'll be waiting. Bye whore."
"Bye cheater." I said as I hung up.
I drove the rest of the way to DTA in silence. Yeah, no that's a lie. I drove the rest of the way vibing to my unreleased song.
I pulled up to the studio, right next to Colson's Range Rover and Landon's Audi. I walked inside, waved to the receptionist and continued to walk back. She didn't wave to me because she really doesn't like me.
"Oh hey Liza." Landon said as I entered the room.
"I'm sorry, can you hear something? Cause all I hear is a cheater." I said as I turned to Travis. He laughed and playfully shook his head.
"Come on Lize, it wasn't like that I promise. He means nothing to me. You're my forever best friend. Please forgive me?" He pouted as he stood up.
"Ew. Don't pout, you look gross." I said as I flicked his head.
"So fucking rude." He mumbled as he took his coffee and sat down.
"Anyway, now that you're finally here, we can start working on your verse of the song." Colson said as he walked into the studio room.
"Oh shush you. I'm not even that late, and I had more important things to do." I shrugged as I got my song book out.
"What like cumming?" He asked sarcastically.
"Wait, that's why you were late? Because you were fucking someone?" Landon asked as he sat forwards.
"Yes. This bitch interrupted me." I answered as I pointed to the giant oaf sat opposite me.
"That's not what we're-"
"Hold up. Was it good?"
"Oh for fuck sake."
"No, it was shit. He was just a drunk hookup that came like three times in span of five minutes. He then proceeded to complain when I got off of him to come to here because he didn't get to finish." I answered as Colson rolled his eyes.
"So you weren't exactly missing much when I called then were you?" He asked as he sat forwards.
"Well I mean I was about to-"
"Okay. I don't really want to hear about the ins and outs of the sex life of the girl I practically raised, can we just get to writing." Travis interrupted.
"Fine." I groaned as we all laughed.
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A/N - so I told yous lot you wouldn't have to wait too long. Anyway, here's book 4 (well technically 5 but you know. Oh well) <3
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Working With The Rockstar - JH
FanfictionWhen an opportunity for Liza arises with her good friend Colson Baker, who will she meet in the recording studio? What will happen when the two are encouraged to write a song? Will they fall in love..? Or will a scandal push them further apart? Work...