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Saturday
Brianna's POV"Who are the Nordics?" I whispered/asked Francis who was beside me.
"Zhey are brotherz but have different last names. Lukas is the closest to Y/N since they are both into mythical beings."
"Um . . . . . nice to meet you. I'm Nicole, Y/N's sister." I said smiling.
"I'm Tino! Very nice to meet you!" said the guy with a cute puppy.
"Berwald." said the guy with the glasses and I nodded at him.
"Emil." said the guy with a puffin.
"Lukas." said the one who is now carrying Y/N.
"AND I'M MATTHIAS!!!!!! KING OF NORTHERN EUROPE!!!!!!!!!!" said the one with gravity defying hair. He was so loud that Y/N jolted up and saw she was in Lukas' arms. She got off and started choking the dane with his tie. "You're to loud. Tone down you stupid dane." she said he was now kneeling on the grouned turning blue and noded as a response and then she let go of him. "Now who knocked me out?" she asked and they all looked the dane and she nodded in response. She went to him and punched hard on the head that he lost consiousness.
Y/N's POV
"Now back to business." I said looking at their trembling bodies. I held my hand up ready to go 'satan mode' when my phone rang. 'What is with these interruptions.' I sighed and answered. "Hello."
"Y/N? It's me Ella. We need to record your song before we post the video in public. Come to the studio with Toni asap."
"Okay." then I texted my parents that I'll be leaving early and called my servant to bring me my motorcycle. "Antonio. We need to go. No questions." I said walking to the gates and took my motorcycle with him following behind. I got on with him behind me. He's holding me from behind like a back hug and strangely my heart was beating faster. I shook it off then started driving. 'It's probably nothing.''
{TIMESKIP TO THE STUDIO + Antonio's POV}
I was on the motorcycle with Y/N and did a back hug. She doesn't like helmets, so I guessing she's really bad girl type, unlike her sister who is so bubbly and innocent. I was thinking a lot when the bike stopped. I released her and she sighed . . . . . . sadly? I don't know so I just brushed it off.
We went into the building and headed to the desk. "Ella?" she asked still monotonously.
"Top floor, grand door at the end of the hallway." Lady at the desk said.
"Thanks." Y/N said then we went to the private elevator just for singers, you know, to keep the fans out.
"That's got to be a record."
"Qué (What)?"
"You've been silent. New record."
"Uhhhhh" I didn't know what to say.
"If you can't think of anything, why don't we help you memorize your part of the song?" 'How does she know what I'm thinking?'
"Bueno (okay)."
We both sat down and started discussing.
We continued until we reached the second to the last floor where we stopped discussing so "we could look professional when we exit" curtesy of Y/N.
We finally reached the last floor and headed straight to Aunt Ella's office. We enetered easily since was an automatic door. There she was sitting in her grand chair. "Ah! You're here! This way!" She said standing up and heading to a recording booth that was separated in 2 by soundproof walls and glass. Me and Y/N went to each one and put on the headphones and then we started recording.
{TIMESKIP TO ADTER THE RECORDING}
When we were done Y/N went out to talk to Aunt Ella. I guess about the new song. I sighed and started getting ready to go home. After they were done talking Y/N approached me. "Need a lift? After all, I drove us here." she said still emotionlessly.
"Bueno! But can I drive this time?" She sighed, gave me the keys, then nodded. What's with her and sighing.
We went back to the elevator and went to the bottom floor and walked up to her awesome bike. I sat in front and she sat behind me, wrapping her hands around my waist causing me to blush. I'm glad she didn't see me blushing madly cause I was in front and looking forward. I started driving back to my house since this was her bike. Her head rested on my back and I can feel her breath. I felt her soft hair against my neck as the wind blew from our right. We were surrounded by silence. No not awkward silence but a comfortable silence. It stayed like that until we got to my house. She let go of me and I got off the bike. "Goodnight." I was around to turn when she grabbed my sleeve and made me face her. I turned to face her then she kissed my cheek and drove of with her H/L H/C hair flowing behind her. Leaving me a blushing mess.
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