Almost Everything

Chapter 2

The meeting finally came to an end. Thank god because these painkillers were starting to wear off and my headache was slowly but surely making its reappearance. We had decided that the album should be finished by September so we could do a arena tour in the uk ready to play the festivals and then move on to Europe and the states by February. It seemed like a solid plan that worked for everyone.

I was about to leave when she called my name. I turned around to face her. Letting the room empty before she spoke. She leant against the table. Her knuckle turning white from doing so. I took in all her details. Her long blonde hair. The way her white dress hung to her figure. The small black belt just above her hips, making her hips stand out more. Her black shiny black Louboutin's glistened in the light. Yes I knew her brand of shoe, and I could tell from her wardrobe choices that she was a classy woman.

"Seen as you missed introductions at the beginning I'm Olivia. Olivia Grant."

She outstretched her hand for me to shake. I lightly gripped her hand in mine. Her hands were so soft and delicate. The way they fit it mine. I shook my head at the thought. I snatched back my hand letting but fall back to my side. She didn't seem to notice though.

"And I just want to be clear, I have been given a job to fix your bands problems. That's what I do I fix things. I'm a fixer. So what I need from you is to clean up your act. No more parties, drugs, prostitutes. I don't care if the girl broke your heart. It's time to move on. Settle down that's all I ask. Otherwise you make my life particularly difficult. And I assure you, if you make my life difficult I can make yours as equally as hard. Are we clear?"

"Ohh how I'd like for you to make my life hard"

"I'm serious. I don't sleep with my clients either. It unprofessional and causes unnecessary complications."

"I was joking alright love. I have girls throwing themselves at me, no need to chase a sour puss like you now is there. And yes you made it very clear. Now can I fookin' leave already?"

She didn't say anything so I took that as my opportunity to leave. I had my hand on the cool metal door handle. I pulled it slightly ajar when I heard her speak again.

"Goodbye Alex"

Her voice left lingering in my mind. I would be lying if I said she didn't push my buttons. I could tell our relationship was going to be a love hate one. I stepped into the lift and punched the ground button. The stupid elevator music ringing in my ears.

I needed a coffee. I was gagging for caffeine to wake me up. I'm sure there's a coffee shop round here, somewhere. I pulled out my pack of cigarettes and lit one up and began to walk to the nearest coffee shop.

I ordered my hot beverage and made a swift exist from the shop. I didn't have any sunglasses on so I was easily recognisable. I really didn't want to be spotted right now. I began to walk towards the taxis lined up down the street. But the news stand next to me caught my attention.

"Turner can't come to terms"

Splashed boldly across the front page. The rest of them were pretty much the same. I dug into my pocket a pulled out a £10 note and threw it at the guy picking it up.

"Your change sir"

"Don't worry about it"

I called back. I couldn't care less about it. I stuck the paper under my arm and climbed into the nearest cab. I told him the address and he pulled off.

I pulled out the paper and began to read the headline. It was full of bullshit. I never did half the of that stuff. So I've let loose a bit recently. I was in a four year relationship. I deserve to have some fun. God knows what Colin's going to say when he sees this. Or better yet Olivia.