Take me to Nirvana {Sam Smith}

Whenever you're ready

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Sam woke me up the next morning with a cup of coffee and a bouquet of roses.
"For me?" I said taking the roses into my hand and the cup of coffee in the other.
"I don't see anyone else here." Sam joked looking around his bedroom.
"Well, thank you," I said planting a kiss on his cheek, I got up from his stretching.
"Hey Sam?"
"Yes?"
"Would you mind if we stopped by my flat for a sec? I need a couple things from there."
"Sure, just let me finish doing my hair and I'll be right over, what number?"
"15, floor 3, see you!"
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I grabbed my key from under my mat and opened the door to my flat, it looked the same as I had left it. I saw my guitar on the floor and picked it up and set it on the couch.
I went to my small closet and picked out a nice yellow blouse with a navy blue blazer, I also chose some dark blue skinny jeans and a nice pair of beige flats.
I quickly took a shower, changed, curled my hair, and did my makeup in under 30 minutes. I placed a gold necklace around my neck and placed my cross earrings on.
I heard a light knock on the door and ran to open it, I hated to keep people waiting, sure enough, there was Sam in a light blue short sleeved shirt with khakis and gray lace up loafers, he also had a green coat in his hand.
"Wow, you look stunning." Sam said looking me down
“Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself mate.” I said locking the door to my flat
“Are you ready?”
“More than I'll ever be.”
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“So, where is the studio?”
“Not very far away, just smack dab in the center of the downtown area.”
“Do you like it?”
“Its fine, but its not like the one back in London, I'll tell you that. It doesn't feel like home.”
“You have yet for it to feel like home, just give it sometime, you'll come around.”
“I hope so.”
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We arrived at the studio and saw Jimmy there waiting for us,
“If it isn't Sam my man! And his lady, I suppose looking lovely as always?”
“Thanks.” we said simultaneously
“Here, sit. Sam go in the recording room and sing something, anything. I want Sophia to be shocked about he sound quality in here.”

Sam nodded his head and followed the orders Jimmy had gave him. Jimmy placed some headphones on me and he did also, Sam put his on and with his thumbs up we were ready to go. Jimmy pushed some buttons and turned a few knobs, then he signaled to Sam that he was ready.
“Whenever you're ready.”
With that Sam began to sing Beyonces 'Drunk in love', Jimmy was right, I was shocked down to the core, he sounded amazing, the quality here was nothing like the one in the mic back at the bar. Sams mic was higher quality, one that I would die for. One that-

“Alright!” Jimmy said clapping his hands together and looking at me. “Now, its your turn.” he said pushing me into the recording room.
“What? I can't sing!”
“Of course you can, Sam told me so, and I believe it. Good luck! ”
I gave Sam an evil glare and looked at the lyrics to the song 'I've told you now. ’ I gulped as Jimmy gave us a thumbs up and we returned the favor. I looked at Sam who was right next to me getting ready to sing.

Then Jimmy played the background music, and he said “Whenever you're ready.”

I was ready.