Front of the Crowd (sequel to backstage session) MachineGunKelly

chapter 8

I sat with my next client as he explained how he wanted the photo shoot. He was some new rising artist who got a number three hit from tiktok. He had to have been only seventeen.

"So like, I wanted this giant skull behind me with like fire and stuff". He smiled and I wrote down his ideas.

Three o'clock can't come any faster. As I wrote everything down my assistant Morgan came over, handing me a coffee.

"I didn't ask for this". I said "but I'll accept it anyways".

"Your boyfriend is here". He said and walked off.

I groaned. Colson and I agreed that we wouldn't make anything official just yet. At least not until the paparazzi let up a bit. I haven't seen him in over a week because new headlines keep popping up.

I sat up and turned to the new kid Emmett. "Give me one sec". I said and walked off out of my office.

I fixed my skirt as i walked over to the front, thats when I seen Colson standing there, a smile plastered on his face as he sipped his iced coffee.

"Thank you, but what are you doing here. Aren't you supposed to be with Travis"? I asked.

"He canceled. Kourtney is sick, so I came to see you. I also heard some news i would like to fix myself". He said.

I looked back at the young kid sitting in my office then back to Colson.

"Fine, but don't mess with him or anything in there". I said and he followed behind me.

We walked in and Emmetts face lit up.

"No way man. Your Machine Gun Kelly"! He said clapping his hands.

"That I am. You are"? Colson asked as he sat down in my chair.

"I'm Emmett. I have a song called little white lines". He smiled.

Colson bit the inside of his cheek as he turned to me. "You hear that. Little white lines by Emmett".  Colson put alot of emphasis on the 't' aggressively. This can't be good.

Here we go.

"Listen Emmett. What's the backtrack to your song"? Colson asked.

"I'm glad you asked Kells. I took a bit of music from a simple plan song, mixed it with a 5 seconds of summer and then a splash of your stuff. It's pretty sick". Emmett laughed.

Colson gave him a sarcastic smile and spun the chair around to face the wall TV behind my desk. He searched up Emmetts song and hit play. Letting the music fill my office.

"Is that you playing guitar"? He asked.

Emmett nodded. What the hell was going on?

Colson paused the video and grabbed his phone as he played a song from that, the same sound coming from his phone speaker.

"Now Emmett. I know that starting out you tend to fill in your blanks with different sounds, but when you use another artists sound as your own when they have a copyright it's called cheating".

Oh Colson, don't start this.

"What"? Emmett asked confused.

"Your back track to little white lines, is the same gutair and backtrack of my song bloody valentine. Now, the world of tiktok may have not heard it but my side of things did".

Colson stood up.

I can't believe this kid. He was getting paid for a song he supposedly wrote himself with his own music when in fact it was from Colson's acoustic set of his song.

"Listen. I thought if I changed the way the tempo was it wouldn't have mattered". Emmett said.

Colson shook his head. "It matters if it's copy right. If you want to write real music just ask and I can help. Just take this shit off". Colson said and walked over to me.

"See ya". He said and gave me a kiss before walking out of my office.

I turned to Emmett who had a red face and looked away.

"Emmett. Don't worry about it. Colson isn't going to do anything. Just change the way the song sounds". I said and sat down.

"I can't believe I pissed off MGK". He whispered.

"You didn't piss him off. You got just got him going". I sighed.

Just wait until I get home to give him a piece of my mind.

*

I pulled into Colsons driveway and got out of the car. I didn't care to knock as I stormed in to see him in the kitchen.

"We need to talk". I said.

I turned to Rook and Brandon as they got up and walked outside.

"Dont start this". He said and I felt my face get hot.

"Dont start? You ruined a client for me. Who cares if he took your backtrack". I said and he set the butter knife down.

"I do. You know how long it took for me to write that song? Months Luna, an this seventeen year old comes in dressed like vanilla ice and says it's his song? Bullshit and fuck that". He said and put the peanut butter away.

"Colson. He is the hottest thing on the internet right now. I almost had him on the cover of my new magazine to start me off but it's ruined". I sighed.

"Its not ruined. You don't need someone like that on a magazine you're trying for. You wouldn't want some to come in and take your image and make it their own, right"? He asked.

Okay. Maybe he had a point.

"No".

"Then why should I let it happen to me. "LU magazine" is something you made up, and what you started. I'm allowed to have a say in who takes what's mine". He said and walked over to me.

"Fine. But because you ruined my shot at this, you're doing my magazine shoot." I said and pointed at him.

"Fine with me. Can I wear my own stuff or can I wear Calvin Klein and call it mine"?

I flipped him off and walked out of his house.

"See ya at eight"! He yelled.

I rolled my eyes. Oh he makes me so mad but I still can't get over him. Now I need to run home, grab my camera and my supplies to go back to my office and have him meet me there. Looks like dinner will be take out until I get these photos done. I have deadlines too.