Be Together

Queen Pen

Niema's POV

Being in LA traffic sucks even if you're not driving in it. I'm late for a session with Major Lazer, but I'm brining food so they won't care. I pulled out my phone with the days projects on them. I'm a song writer. Pretty successful. I've written for Beyoncé, Madonna, GaGa, Katy Perry, Usher, Chris Brown, and more. I won't lie I got into the music industry without problem. I'm Pharrell's little sister. We've always been close even though there's a 16 year age difference. I dropped out of college to help write for NERD. Jimmy Iovine noticed my talent and started having me write for different people on Columbia. I love my job. All the accolades and money. None of the paparazzi.The driver pulled up to Mad Decent Studios. I grabbed my things and headed inside."Hi Niema!" Jocelyn, the recieptonist, greeted me."Hey boo."
"They're in studio number one."
"Thank you!" She buzzed the door open for me. I went down to the studio and let myself in.
"Aayyyyyy." Jillionaire and Walshy cheered hugging me.
"Hi, Wesley. Who are you?" Dippy think he funny. I haven't seen them all in two months.
"Grammy award winning song writer Niema Williams. Hi." I shook his hand.
"Got eemmmmmm." Walshy said making me laugh.
"Don't act like you don't know me, boy. Hella fake." I handed him the Chinese food I got.
"Thank you, Ema." Wes said like a kid. I handed Chris and Walsh their food.
"Who had you locked up this time?" Chris asked.
"Rihanna, so it was a fun lock up. Now it's your guys turn."
I love working with Lazer. Diplo and I have none each other for a while. We first worked together on Climax with Usher. We did a lot of work Madonna's album now onto Major Lazer.
"You guys still shopping Lean On?"
"Your girl Rihanna passed on it. Nicki Minaj said no. Only if we knew someone who can sing really well. Who's in this room." Wes subbed me. I can sing, but I like staying in my writing lane.
"Walsh. He's talking to you."
"Ema, we can make you a alias. You ain't even gotta be in the video if we make one." He said while chewing his noodles.
"I have a girl. This Danish Punk girl named MØ. She's dope."
"How soon can you get her?" Chris asked.
"Let me slide into some DMs." I opened my laptop.

Wesley's POV

"Pretty please lay the reference for All My Love for Ariana." I looked at Niema. She's so beautiful. Sexy brown eyes. Big pink lips. Brown skin, curly black hair that runs down her back, nice sized breast, little waist, with wide hips and a fat ass. She's so chill, but will clap back quick. She keeps a very small circle and I feel lucky to be in it.
"Yes Wes. I just DMed MØ." She got up and went in the booth.I started the beat. She belted it out so easy.
"Now let Ari hit all those crazy high notes." She said coming out.
"I like your high notes better." She rolled her eyes.
"If you don't shut your freckle back ass up." She looked around waiting for a laugh.
"Where did my favs go?"
"Chris has to pick up bae from the airport. Walsh went to go work on another record in studio two." She sighed and laid on the couch.
"What's up with that third track?" She supposedly has a love song she wants to give to us.
"I'm working on it."
"You want my help?"
"Nope. My song. Mine."
"Okay." I sent the song to Ariana's camp. Ema came over to me with her phone and beats in hand.
"Listen to MØ's stuff." She put the headphones on me. Tits in my face. Ema stay doing shit like this. She'll drop shit and bend over to pick it up in front of me. If I have to show her something on my computer she'll put her body on me. I takes everything in me not to get my dick hard.I listened. Ema right she is dope. I sent the track to Chris and Walsh to see what they think. They immediately said yes so I sent her the reference.
"Are we done for the day, CEO?" Ema asked unzipping her Michael Kors backpack.
"Yes, you need a ride to your place?" I said shutting down the boards.
"Yeah."
"Better call a Über." I looked at her. She scrunched her face at me.
"I use Lyft excuse you." I laughed.
"I'll be your Lyft. I gotta do somethings first."
"Okay."

Niema's POV

We got in Wes' Beamer. I remember when he got it. He was feeling himself the whole day. I pulled out my phone and snapped him turning up to SchoolBoy Q. Wes pulls off being corny and fly at the same time. I can't lie I do have a crush on him. He's a hottie and super talented. I can't act on it though. He's close to 10 years older than me and his homie is my brother. Plus I'm best friends with Katy and her and Wes used to mess around."You have weed on you?" He said sniffing the air.
"Yes, a fresh new bag."
"Share girl."I scuffed.
"This is high grade shit. You would be coughing on the first hit."
"Where you getting this?"
"My doctor." He rolled his eyes.
"It's to ease my stress from travel." I pulled out my bag."
Oh we about to hot box." I laughed.
"I do joints. Not blunts."
"Old school."Wes pulled up at this hip hop fashion boutique that's pretty got right now. Paparazzi took pictures of us. My Twitter is about to be interesting.Trev, the owner, greeted us and immediately started throwing free clothes and Wes and I.
"This is dope." Wes said looking at a shirt he got thrown at him.
"Hold this." He took off his shirt. Oh my god. He's been working out. I love all his random tattoos. Especially the seal with the dinosaur.
"What's up?" He laughed catching me.
"Dad bod."
"This dad lift, okay?" I laughed.Before we left we did a little photo shoot. Wes wrapped his arms around my bare waist in a few photos. I enjoyed the moment. Pretending he's my boyfriend.We left the boutique and Wes took me home. No hot box, unfortunately.When I got in my house I rolled myself a joint. Wes stole some of my weed. He should be happy I'm giving. I played the instrumental Wes sent me for the song I'm still working on. It's pretty much done. I just feel awkward recording it in front of him because its about him. It's called "Be Together" and is about my struggle of feeling like we'll never be together. Maybe in another life. I remember catching him and Katy kissing at this yacht party. I was drunk and ended up crying by myself in the bathroom.I don't want to end up crying in the studio because I have to sing it for the reference. Hopefully I can get a girl to come in and just sing it.While I was fixing up the last verse my brother texted me.
Why you all up on Dip's IG?
What chu mean?
Check it
I went on his profile. He posted three pictures from the shoot. One captioned it With the Queen Pen. The next picture he put . And the one my back is facing the camera and he's pointing to my butt and put that's my best friend.Friend zone. Yea.
He pointed to my butt he didn't grab it ✋ take yo fashionable ass somewhere else
You going to the Jack U New Years party?
Yaaaaaas
Um behave yourself
He's so fucking protective. He thinks I don't have a thing for white boys, so isn't on me about Wes that much. But when I was working with Chris Brown... so fucking annoying. But that's my big bro so I always love him.
Imma twerk sooo hard
Smh