"Earth to Taylor, come in Taylor"
My head snaps up quickly to look at Renee who is sitting at the mixing desk observing me in amusement
"Sorry, what?"
"You're in a world of your own today. In fact, if I don't know any better I'd think there was a boy involved"
My eyes flit to Nesto who's sitting on a couch gazing at his phone, his jaw is tight, his teeth clenched as he slowly lifts his eyes to meet mine, there's anger in the almost black irises but it's mixed with something else, something Travis had warned me about yesterday but that I hadn't recognised before now
"Come on then, spill!"
Again I look to Nesto and then down at my hands.
I don't have any girlfriends, no one I could call and then gush about what happened with Travis last night and how perfect it has been but that now I'm so confused because I haven't heard from him since Nesto picked me up and then get into the whole drama of Nesto and what I've been doing with him and how now I think he has actual feelings for me but he works for my dad and I think I'm starting to have actual 'feelings' for Travis instead
So I say nothing
"You left the club pretty early last night" Renee continues and wiggles her eyebrows
"Im just tired" I snap, immediately regretting my tone when her face quickly drops "Sorry, I really am just tired"
"Okay, you ready to work on Real Friends then?"
"Your dad said no" Nesto suddenly barks out and I almost jump in shock at the toughness of his tone
"It's too good not to continue with" says Renee as she presses some buttons and the intro we have been working on begins to play "We are the artists. Mr. Swift, I'm afraid is just a business man, in situations like this his opinion doesn't count"
"But his money does right? He's paying your wages whilst you work with Taylor, paying for the studio time, for Tiago..."
"Nesto!" I can't believe the words that are coming out of his mouth or he way he is speaking to Renee and my face burns with embarrassment "Maybe you should get some air"
"Yeah, maybe I should" he pushes himself from his seat and takes heavy steps to the studio door pulling it open and we all freeze at the noise that suddenly fills the room
"Travis!"
That's Tiago shouting and Renee and I leap from our seats and head to the door. Nesto just stares down the corridor and shakes his head in disapproval
"Anwar! for fuck sake you guys!"
I look down the corridor and see Travis and Anwar on the ground, Travis has his arms around his friends neck in something of a chokehold whilst Anwar punches over his shoulder, occasionally hitting Travis and occasionally hitting the wall behind him
"You fuckin glory whore!" Anwar screams furiously
"You're nothing but a jealous wannabe" yells Travis as Tiago, Tom and Gabe pull at both men trying to separate them "I could find another drummer by lunch time then it's adios to you, you fuckin loser!" Travis' face is red, both from exertion and the blows he's taking from Anwar.
Losing his patience, Nesto storms down the corridor, grabs hold of Anwars feet and drags him from Travis' grip. He doesn't say a word, he just turns back to me and then walks towards me as I see Travis jumping to his feet, obviously interested in what's about to happen
"That is what you want, is it?!" He seethes into my ear before slamming his hand into the wall and then heading for some fresh air.
My eyes flick up and I see Travis watching me, his brows lowered and his breathing heavy
"You'll pay for that!" Says Anwar as he slams his hand into Travis' chest and then heads in the same direction as Nesto
"Alright, show's over for the day" announces Tiago loudly "half an hour break then back at it, we only have 2 more days before you guys head to New York for the Grammys"
Travis' eyes linger on me a moment longer and then he turns and stomps down the corridor with Gabe and Tom both hurrying behind him
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I open a bottle of water and then peel my banana and take a seat in the studio kitchen and let out a slow, heavy sigh.
Nesto hasn't returned from his break and I haven't seen Travis since his altercation with Anwar in the corridor
I close my eyes and try to conjure up the feeling of his lips on mine last night and my stomach buzzes at just the memory
"Meditating?" Says a soft voice and my eyes fly open in shock
"Travis!"
"You scare really well" he laughs and I fake a frown "What were you daydreaming about?" Half of his mouth lifts in a smile as he wiggles his eyebrows and I know for a fact that I'm blushing
"Nothing" he takes a step closer to me and I feel my heart rate soar
"So you weren't just day dreaming about making out with the lead singer of a multi platinum selling rock band?"
I try to answer but all I can do is stutter as he takes the water bottle and banana from my hands and then places them on the table
"Want to do it again?" He asks cheekily, reaching for my now empty hands and pulling me to my feet
"Tra..." I don't even get to finish his name before his mouth descends onto mine, his hands cupping the back of my neck as his tongue quickly gains entry and slides over mine, the feeling causing me to gasp into his mouth
Whereas last night he had kept his hands respectfully above the waist, this time it takes just seconds for his hands to drop from my neck to my ass as he lets out a small groan and pulls me into him, our bodies colliding as he changes the angle of the kiss to allow his tongue new areas of my mouth to explore
They way he kisses me whilst holding me so firmly to him is a new experience. I have never witnessed a man acting with so much want especially when that 'want' seems to be directed at me and I just melt into the kiss, letting his lips and his tongue take the lead as his hands continue to slide over my ass, grabbing it every now and then and even slapping it gently, an action that causes him to moan loudly
Eventually we separate as we gasp for breath and I think that's going to be the end but Travis has other ideas as he moves to the chair and then pulls me down onto his lap, his mouth finding mine once more as his hand slides up and down my thigh.
My body feels so hot and tingly I don't know what I'm doing but I just continue to let my mouth follow his as I place my hands on his hard chest and just give in to the way my body is reacting to the touch and taste of him
I don't know how long we make out for but eventually we pull away and I push myself from his lap, feeling a bit embarrassed by how carried away we just got and in a kitchen anyone could walk into
"Sorry" I whisper biting down on what feels like a swollen bottom lip
"I'm not" he grins whilst running his thumb over his own bottom lip "Let me take you out. Tomorrow. Before we leave for New York"
"I don't know if Nesto will cover for me with my dad"
"Taylor, that guy will do anything you ask him to do" he reaches for my hand and plays with my fingers whilst giving me his best puppy dog eyes
"No one can know"
"No one will know, it's just you and me baby" he winks and then chuckles loudly before pulling me back into his lap where I drop my head to his shoulder and hide my burning face from his view
