Chapter 29

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Zoey's pov

I'll give it to him, Travis can sing. He's not one of those people who are just famous for their looks. He actually has talent.

"You did really good, Zoey. I hop you aren't too mad at me for singing your boyfriend's part in the song," Travis says as we walk towards the vending machines.

"Thanks, you were good too. And I'll get over it," I reply.

"So what's it's like living with 5 Seconds of Summer? Are they as crazy as they sound?" Travis questions, smiling as he unscrews his Gatorade.

I laugh, "Definitely. But they're the best. I love them to death."

Travis grins and pulls the Gatorade away from his mouth, "They don't awesome. Do you want a sip?"

"I can't. My baby doesn't like Gatorade. Thank you though," I reply. It's true. When I had Gatorade in Australia, I got sick.

"Baby? Wait a second. You're-" I cut Travis off by nodding, a smile on my face.

"Well that's great. Congrats," he says kindly.

"Thank you," I say.

"Zoey! Travis! You two are wanted back in the studio!" Jenn calls from down the hallway. I groan, but walk back to the studio with Travis.

"Alright, now that we finished recording the song, We need to talk about marketing. We have the perfect idea to sell this song," Mr. Johns says, clasping his hands together.

"What is it Bob?" Travis questions, spinning around on his chair.

"You two are going to date," Jenn tells us.

Ashton spits out his water. Travis stops spinning. My jaw drops. You have got to be kidding me.

"No," I say, crossing my arms over my chest, "I'm not. You can't make me. This was not in my contract."

"No, it is. We are allowed to do whatever we want as long we think it will sell records. And if you don't agree, then we have the power to do as we wish," Jenn informs me. I notice her eyes glance down to my baby bump.

My eyes widen and I gasp, "You wouldn't!"

"I would. You either dump Peyton and say that he left you and the baby, or you're giving the baby up for adoption," Jenn tells me.

I glance over at Ashton, miserably. He notices me looking at him and changes his panicked expression to a determined one.

"Jenn, do we really have to do this. I mean, I'm sure you'll sell plenty of records without forcing Zoey and Peyton to break up, Zoey and Travis to date, or making them give up their baby," Ashton reasons.

"Shut it, Irwin or we'll be getting rid of your girlfriend next," she threatens. Ashton hesitates. He was going to sacrifice his relationship in an effort to save mine. I can't let him do that.

"No," I say, "I'll do it. I know that Peyton would rather see me date Travis than give up our baby."

"Excellent. Now just sign this contract, saying that you agree to the terms we just discussed and we'll be set," Bob says cheerfully, sliding a contract over to me. I immediately send it back over to Ashton to confirm what they were saying.

"Zoey," Ashton says slowly as he pushes it back over to me.

"What?" I ask, grabbing a pen.

"If you sign that contract, then you aren't legally allowed to see Peyton for four more months," he warns. I hesitate. Everyone's eyes were on me. I swallow hard, then sign my signature on the bottom line.

The deal was done.

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