Adams POV
"Hey sleeping beauty get up we're gonna be late" Amelie shouted, I rolled over as she sighed and jumped on me. "Get off" I mumbled, "get up dude come on" she said hitting me with a pillow. "Ouch" I replied as I looked up at her sitting on my stomach, "youre freaking heavy" I told her yawning as she hit me with the pillow again. "Cheeky sod I don't weigh that much" she retorted, I grabbed a pillow and hit her with it. "Pillow fight!" she shrieked as we hit each other with pillows, feathers flew everywhere as the pillows split.
We lay among them laughing, "we should probably go" I clarified. "But the feathers?" Amelie replied, I shrugged "i'll clean them later" I told her standing and brushing the feathers from my clothes. "Cool get changed and we'll go" she answered, she laid on the bed as I disappeared into my closet and stripped. I grabbed clean jeans, my leopard print top and a jacket. I Pulled on my boots and wandered into the bedroom where Amelie was playing with my makeup, "what on earth are you doing?" I asked as she spread glitter on her eyelids.
"You have so much cool makeup, I bet you don't even wear it that often anymore" she told me. "I dont really have any reason to, I don't do theatre much nowdays" I explained. "You should wear it sit" she answered dragging me to the chair. "No don't" I started as she stuck her finger on my lips and started smudging makeup on me, I resigned myself to her makeup torture as she finished. "There" she answered stepping back, I looked in the mirror.
She had put black eyeliner round my eyes and smudged eyeshadow and added glitter, "what did you do to me?" I asked. "Make you smoking hot and sexy lets go" she answered, I rolled my eyes and headed downstairs. I shrugged on my leather jacket and grabbed my keys, "youre not driving this time" I said as she pouted and crossed her arms.
"Urgh fine youre just jealous of my awesome driving skills" she answered climbing into the passenger side. "Oh yeah that's totally it" I commented as I climbed in and started the car, I sped up the road towards the bar we were performing at. We pulled up outside and parked as we climbed out, "its a little bit run down" I mused looking at the old building with weeds outside and broken paving stones. "Run down its fucking trashy as hell" Amelie replied crossing her arms, "it might be nicer inside" I mused.
"I doubt it" she answered as we dodged the chewing gum scattered on the floor, I pushed the door open as stale cigarette smoke filled my nose. I coughed "this is nasty why did you even book this place" I stated. "We had the meeting in a different bar I thought it was that one id never book this dump" she snapped. "Well we better make the most of it, its money" I hissed as we walked over to the bartender. He was 'cleaning' the glasses, "we're not open yet" he said in a bored voice.
"No we're the act performing tonight" Amelie answered, "oh yeah sure Boss those people performing are here tonight" he called. There was a clattering from the back as a young man walked out, dressed in a black shirt and grey dress trousers and polished shoes with a female dressed in a tight red pencil skirt, a low cut black silk top and black heels. The female was in her twenties with her long red hair in a clip, the gentleman I knew all too well.
"Hello there you must be adam and Amelie" the female said holding out her hand, my gaze fell on the pretty blonde standing next to her. I shook the females hand, "im Annabelle Day the manager this is Tommy my associate" she told us pointing to the blonde. "Pleasure to meet you" he drawled in that voice that made my insides turn to liquid. He held out his hand as I hesitated and Amelie nudged me, I shook his hand as he touch made my spine tingle.
I sharply pulled my hand away, "my associate will show you to the dressing room" Annabelle stated as Tommy led us down the dimly lit hallway to a door. "This is your dressing room show starts at 7pm" he instructed, his eyes ran over me making me uncomfortable like I needed to cover myself more. He smirked as I swallowed, "I look forward to your show" he said winking at me and leaving. "Okay so whats the deal with you and the dishy blonde" Amelie asked, "nothing its old news" I answered looking away .
"Don't give me that, who is he?" she questioned, "just a guy I dated that's all id rather forget all about him" I said quietly. She gave me a look as though something had clicked, "that's the one isn't it the one who cheated on you! I swear to fuck im going to go and punch him in his smug face! Noone cheats on my boy!" she exploded going to leave the room. I grabbed her round the waist as she struggled against me, "get of me im gonna kick him in his tiny dick!" she shouted.
"Woah feisty pants, you don't need to kick him anywhere hes not worth it" I argued, she stopped wriggling in my grasp and stilled. "Fine I wont touch the little asswipe now let me go" she protested as I loosened my grip she flounced off across the room and sat on the chair. "No wonder this place is trashy with people like tommy running it" she hissed talking to herself. I laughed quietly as she mumbled every swear work she could to call tommy.
5 minute until showtime...
We stepped onto the darkened stage as Amelie started playing the chords to one of the songs I had written, I sang it as I caught a glimpse of tommy across the room running his eyes over me. He was holding hands with the manager, it was kinda cringy. Once we finished and were packing up we were handed our money, "come back anytime we need some pretty faces in here" tommy said. "How about hell no, Ive got your number Ratliff youre on my shit list" Amelie hissed at him. He smirked, "shame" he retorted.
"Fuck you Ratliff" she snapped as she slapped him hard round the face and stormed away. "Always a pleasure adam" he said, "a pleasure you lost out on tommy" I snapped as I strode after her.
