the next week is the observation I have to go with the band to make sure everything is just the way they want it I start yelling at the movers
''no, they want it that way''
I run around the stadium with my clipboard with the band following behind me like lost puppies then mark speaks up
''Where are our dressing rooms''
''Follow me''
I lead the way to their individual dressing areas
'' you guys can choose which one you guys get I have things to do''
and I scurry away to let the band sissy fight over the dressing rooms
----------------------------------------------later that day----------------------------------------------------------------
''hey y/n can you help me with my dressing room''
Mark comes running to me I follow him to the dressing rooms to find pizza all over the floor
''mark what the hell happened''
I yell out of anger
''I'm sorry pick and David did this to my room while I was gone''
my eyes soften I kinda feel sorry for him I nod and get on my knees and start picking up the multiple pieces of pizza left on the ground I notice there is pizza sauce in some places but the pizza isn't there he tried to clean it without help I feel even worse at how I treated
''I am so sorry for my behavior towards you since last week work gets into my head sometimes''
he nods in understanding and smiles
''It is ok I understand work is hard''
''you're a rock star how can work be hard for you''
''I hate paparazzi'
I smile at his joke I might be growing fond of him but I won't show it I've been carrying this band for almost 2 weeks now emotion will ruin everything and distract the band so no emotion at all
to be continued...
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