Untouchable

ᆞpᆞᆞrᆞᆞoᆞᆞlᆞᆞoᆞᆞgᆞᆞuᆞᆞeᆞ

Sharmarke Mohamud

"Play the trailer!" AJ exclaims
We were all exhausted given we had just finished filming our shoot for YouTube.
"I still can't believe you've admitted that for the world to clock," Kenny stated.

What he's referring to is my mention of Isabelle Levine in the shoot today.
"I genuinely believe she's the love of my life, she just doesn't know it yet," I smirk, knowing it will only egg them on further.

"Yeah, mental this one," Chunkz says, as the lot all have a laugh.

"You all think it's funny now, yeah? But when I proper make her my wife, you guys won't be laughing."
Maybe I over-exaggerated a bit during the shoot... okay I'm fully aware I exaggerated in the shoot.
However, I genuinely believe that Isabelle is the prettiest person I've ever laid my eyes on. Besides, from what I've seen she's beyond down to earth.

I mean for God's sake, this woman is on my mind 24/7, it has got to the point of sincere obsession.
I somehow manage to have more knowledge of her than the media does.
Okay, I may have exaggerated again, but you get the gist...

As time moves on and the sun sets, our video has been edited and published on YouTube media. We all arrive at Aj and Niko's house to discuss and more or less celebrate as we do every week.

My thoughts are interrupted when Kenny asks "What's that sound?"
Genuine confusion and curiosity took over his face.

"It's a phone, you SHMUCK!" Chunkz says emphasizing the "shmuck!" Which was then followed by a pillow thrown across the room, striking Kenny's face.

"Sharks is that you?" AJ asks as all the boys turn to face me.

As I power on my phone, my jaw drops to the floor.

Isabelle Levine

"What do you mean you can't produce my song?" I say as I turn to face the man before me.
He was a tall bearded man, in his early 30's with hazelnut eyes, curly brown hair, and a beautiful chiseled jawline with a smile so admirable it's blinding.

"I'm sorry Ms. Levine, we're having trouble preparing it within the time originally scheduled." He looked down, guilt taking over him.

I sighed, "It's fine Pinto..."
He tilted his head up, his eyes riddling with confusion and worry.

I continued, "I just didn't want to disappoint my fans. I've already promised them it would come out the promised date, and to miss my deadline on my 1st album just doesn't align with who I am, and what I stand for..." I calm myself down with a big inhale, followed by a 2-second longer exhale.
"...you know that better than anyone else," I add on.

If I was being honest, I was disappointed. Not just with the team, but with myself.
How could I let this happen?
My very first debut album and I'm already disappointing my fans.

"I understand Isabelle, I'll talk to the team and I promise we'll have things sorted." Pinto chirped.

When Pinto smiles his eyes do too, both curving up in such a reassuring manner.

Pinto was my manager.
I've always thought he was cute, but I've known him all my life as a family friend, nothing more nothing less.

We've both had moments where we'd lose track of time in each other's eyes, but those moments always seem to be cut short.

"Pinto?" I call his name to receive his signature smile in return.

"Yes, Isabelle?" he asks.

Before I could say anything else my phone vibrates at a rapid speed that I've only ever seen when I first published a glimpse of my song.

Pinto looks at me. A distressing look overcame that once bright smile of his.

I look down, powering my phone on.

Confusion riddles my face.

A/N

Hi! I hope you all have enjoyed the prelude to "Untouchable".
Sorry about the cliffhanger, if you're confused, I can only promise you won't be soon :)
Let me know if I should add or edit anything!
I don't have a schedule for uploads yet, but I'll try my best to make one as quickly as possible.
Love you all!

Yours truly,
fuckingshakespeare💋