The Rising Star - Alexia Putellas

Part 114

A/N: Happy monday everyone. Hope you're all doing okay.

"What are you doing?"

It was six in the morning. After my phone calls with Ale and Jana I managed to fall back asleep and although it wasn't the best night sleep, I managed to at least get a few hours more.

"Go back to sleep Toby. I have a meeting." I told the midfielder who looked at me with sleepy eyes.

"Now? It's six in the morning." Tobin sat up in her bed and rubbed the remaining sleep out of her eyes.

"I know. You don't have to remind me. I'm going now. I promised Jill I would be back around dinner." I gathered all my stuff and eyed Tobin's hat that was laying on the desk.

"Be safe." Tobin mumbled and layed back down again.

"Always." I waited a second longer for her to close her eyes before I speed walked to the desk and grabbed her hat.

"Hey! That's my hat!" Tobin shot back up but by that time it was already too late.

"Bye Toby." I yelled and rushed out of the door smirking.

"Hey superstar." I was welcomed by Taylor's cheers who was waiting for me at the front desk.

After seemingly a lot of convincing, even after our first phone call, I had finally agreed to meet up with Taylor and record her song. Before I left for the States, she had texted me the address of the studio she booked and that's where I was now, impressed by all the pictures and awards that decorated the walls.

I gave Taylor an unimpressed look for the use of the nickname. Since we met, she's been using that stupid nickname.

"What? You are the rising star in football, aren't you?" She looked at me all innocently and shrugged her shoulders.

"No I'm not." I deadpanned, walking up to the blonde. Taylor pushed herself away from the desk she was leaning against with a scowl in her face.

"Stop selling yourself so short." She scoffed but her scowl soon turned into a smile.

"It's good to see you again, Ellie." She grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me in for a hug.

"Likewise." I mumbled against her shoulder.

"Alright, let's go. I'm so excited for this. I can't wait for you to hear what I've been working on and to write with you." She let go of me and excitedly skipped to the hallway that supposedly would lead to the studio but I stopped her immediately.

"Wait. Hold up. Write?" I asked her, confused. "What do you mean, write?"

Taylor turned around with a sheepish look in her eyes and I could only imagine that she hadn't told me the whole truth.

"I may have left out a bit of information." She held out her thumb and index finger, showing me just how much and by her standards, it wasn't much.

"What do you mean?" I gave her a stern look but her sheepish expression remained.

"Well. I want to write your verse with you, make it more you." She shrugged and continued to walk down the hall, leaving me standing there.

"Taylor! I'm not a songwriter. Hell, I'm not even a singer." I yelled after her in disbelief.

"That mic'd up video of you that came out yesterday, said differently." Taylor yelled over her shoulder, stopping me in my tracks once again.

"What does that video have to do with me singing?" I furrowed my eyebrows at Taylor who had now stopped as well. Surprise written all over her face.