adam pov
we wake up in the morning, tangled up in each other. Aria looks so beautiful sleeping, but in forced to wake her up because we have stuff to do to get ready for our tour.
"hey babe wake up its almost 10 am"
she looks up at me groggily and sits up and wraps her arms around me. shes so adorable.
we go downstairs, and mom left a note on the table saying she was out and to help ourselves to the food she put out. she had put out pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, the works.
aria cane downstairs wearing just a tshirt and panties, looking sexy as ever.
"foood"
i hand her a plate and we eat, as i describe to her what we are doing. we are going to the recording studio to get some last minute practice in with the band, and our opening act, josanna richards, an unknown singer who i have signed to my record label.
"i get to come to a maroon 5 practice?" she asked really excited.
"yea. maybe you can even sing with us."
"oh god no my voice is awfulll"
hmm.. ive known her for 2 months and ive never heard her sing... ill get her to somehow.
we finish breakfast and go to the studio downtown.
"hey adam" pj says as he opens the door, and smiles at aria.
"we have a bit of a problem." jesse starts.
"uh what..?" i inquire.
"josanna has strep throat and cant preform for at least 2 weeks" mickey explains.
"oh fuck!" i yell. this is awful. the tour is in 2 days and our opening act is out of action. what will we do?
"uhh lets just practice anyways"
"but remember we needed to practoce the song where you and her sing together for her opening act"
"well shes not here is she."
then it hits me, and every eye in the room turns to aria.
"no way." she states.
"please its just for practice!" i beg.
"ugh fine. but you guys better bring earplugs."
we plus in a speaker and play over her songs for about an hour so that aria can memorize them. while she does that, we go to a different room and begin practice.
after about an hour has passed we come back in the room and hear the most beautiful voice ive heard in my entire life. its aria, singing along to the music.
she looks up and sees us.
"oh fuck" she says, embarrassed.
"youre so good!" jesse yells.
"damn youre better than josanna!" i say.
she blushes and denies it.
hmm... maybe...perhaps...no i couldnt. she wouldnt.
"would you open for us? josanna cant." i ask, hoping for a positive response.
she ponders it for a few seconds, and agrees.
we are all relieved and we go into practice mode. its a good thing she has all of maroon 5's songs memorized, so she goes right along with our setlist.
after practicing for 4 hours, we leave and i print out all of josannas lyrics for aria to memorize. shes never preformed in front of anyone before,and the last thing she wants is to forget her lines in front of thousands of people.
i leave her to memorize all the words of the songs as i cook dinner for us. in the background i enjoy the beautiful sound of her voice, hitting every note perfectly. in this moment, i know this is the girl i want to spend the rest of my life with.
