Woman [h.s.]

One

Cambria

Who the fuck keeps calling me. I'm actually going to scream. I look over at my phone to see that it's Mitch. Of course. "You better have one hell of a reason for spamming the fuck out of me."

"Bri" Mitch says with a slight chuckle.

"What about this is funny Mitch seriously what the fuck do you need?" I said which came out a little more bitchy than I wanted it too. "Fuck I'm sorry for snapping I barley got any sleep last night Gracie's interview is today and I'm just worried for her."

"You're alright Bri, have you talked to G recently?"

"Not really, she texted me a couple weeks ago just to fill me in on how our dad's doing but you know how 17 year olds are." I said trying to lighten the mood since I still feel bad.

"Well maybe you should try calling or texting her and wishing her luck, she's probably stressed out about the interview too. Texting works both ways you know."

"Yeah Yeah I will, anyway what did you need?" I asked still confused as hell on why Mitch is calling me. Not that I'm complaining I love Mitch more than life itself. He's been my best friend since sophomore year. He's the only one who stayed by my side when shit hit the fan with my family- fuck he even moved his whole life with me to LA so I could have the fresh start I wanted.

"We have our studio session booked... did you forget again my god Bri we have calendar apps for a fucking reason." 

"Shit, oh my god, fuck ummm okay no I'm sorry Mitch I totally forgot. Fuck I'm sorry, I'll be there in 30 minutes... unless you just wanna reschedule." I said with a smile at the end which he noticeable heard when he laughed and said 

"Nope, sorry kid we're already here I'll see you in a little bit." 

Wait... did he just say we're as in multiple people?

"Pause who else is there with you?"

Silence.

"Mitch? Heloooo"

"Mitch I swear the fuck if you don't respond to me right now I won't even bother getting out of bed." My anxiety starting to kick in because I don't just let anyone listen to what I write. Mitch is literally the only other person who has heard my songs.

"Shit I'm here calm down, he's a friend of mine whose been in the industry for a while now. He's super fucking chill and really nice I think you'll both get a long great now please get your ass out of that bed and come to the studio."

"Ugh fine I'm getting up now. I'll see you in a little, I love you tons mwah."

"I love you to see you soon." Mitch says then hangs up. 

I'm now a little less than 5 minutes away from the studio and I'm internally panicking. Okay no scratch that, externally too. I'm sweating like a fucking horse. Thank fucking god I decided to go with the Black dress instead of the white one.

I'm wearing a long, tight, black dress with some white converse, and put a black ribbon in the back of my hair to do a spilt hair look.

"Fuck man okay Cambria you've got this." I give myself a little pep talk walking into the building telling myself if Mitch trusts them, then you can too. 

But oh my fucking god I can tell you right now the last person I expected to see sitting down on the couch next to Mitch was, Harry fucking Styles.

A/N:

I know this isn't the best thing in the world but time will tell and I will improve. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of Woman though!!

I love you all, mwah cam <3