Maeve and Adriana stood in front of the hotel mirror inspecting how they looked. Maeve wore her hair naturally while Adriana wore her long black hair in low spiky buns, Maeve threw on a black mini skirt with a red top that was being held on safety pins, Adriana wore a black and white striped top with some blue baggy jeans. Suprisingly, they complimented each other really well.
Clair rolled her eyes from the loveseat she sat on.
"Are you done checking your selfs out?" the blondie laughed and shoved her bedazzled flip phone in her blue baggy jeans. Martin agreed with the bassist as he ate the complimentary peanuts from the hotel mini fridge. " Right we've been ready for the past hour, we're going to be late." Maeve's anxiety was starting to get the best of her, she began to twist her hair around her fingers. "Beauty takes time" Maeve said as she rolled her brown eyes at her friends. Their manager Christin walked in the room without knocking with a worried look on her face which quickly changed into a relaxed one.
"Oh thank God your all awake." The Latina woman let out a breath. "Hey, Christin-"Adriana was cut off mid sentence. "We were supposed to be at this meeting five minutes ago guys come on". Christin said as she scolded the teenagers out of the room.
"Yeah we know but Maeve and Adriana have spend the whole morning looking in the mirror" Martin informed her. Christine furrowed her eyebrows.
Maeve blew the woman a kiss as she applied the last layer of her lipgloss. Maeve swiftly turned to face the group and smiled.
The meeting was held in a conference room in the floor level of the hotel. Maeve felt to nervous she held onto Adrianas chair for reassurance, whom also had butterfly's in her stomach. They had worked so hard for the past 7 years just to get a little bit of recognition and this one meeting either would make or break their entire music careers.
Gustav,Tom,Georg and Bill all sat across of the table looking at the Americans in interest. Christin was the first to speak, "We apologise for our tardiness the girls had a small accident." She lied smoothly. Maeve sat across from Bill and he would raise his eyebrow when they made eye contact. His brown eyes were evenly coated with and some black eyeshadow that was obviously left from the night before, his hair wasn't in its usual lion hair situation but it was neatly placed underneath his hat.
He smiled at her whilst Tom just smirking.
"You are all Americans right?" their manager said in a heavy German accent. "Yes, we hope that isn't an issue, we are aware that there will be a language barrier a little bit." Maeve said. All eyes were on her while she smiled sheepishly. "We'll learn German" Martin joked as he wrapped an arm around the singer. Georg let out an laugh, "We know some English we just have to work together."
"Why not, I heard that some are universal." Adriana said. "Me too." said Tom. Bill and Maeve looked at each other and tried not to laugh. Adriana then realised what he actually meant and blushed.
Martin and Clair lightly hit Adrianas arm.
Gustav was quiet but yet hilarious when spoken to, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞. Georg tries to make jokes to make his friend laugh, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞. Tom turned on girls, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐫. And finally there was Bill, he seemed shy but is not, made jokes that only he laughed at, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞.
All of the bands were talking to each other but the only people who were quiet were the lead singers, Maeve wanted to talk to Bill but what would she say, " 𝐆𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐠, 𝐈𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝟏𝟐!" no way.
She sat there fiddling with her fingers. Bill then stood up to greet her, "Hi" he said as he greeted her with his perfectly painted French tips. "Hello" she put her hand in his. "I'm sorry I've been dreaming for this moment since forever, I'm Maeve." Bill then smirked. "Your a fan?" She nodded her head while she was nervous. "𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐃𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧 basically got me through my sophomore year." "I think it's good that we have an English version of it now" Bill said.
"Oh, my bad I'm not fluent in your language." Bill laughed. The duo got along pretty well and found out they had everything in common.
They both had divorced parents, they were both the youngest in their family, they had been bullied when they were kids and much more.
He sat there looking at her while she was talking, the way her eyebrows rose when she talked about something she had interest in.
Bill adored her and his heard melted.
The way her straight hair fell perfectly, her tan skin with her little red mini top he really liked.
He needed to ask her a question before he lost the confidence to...
"Hey,Maeve, do you wanna have a sleepover?"
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