Zoey's pov
"Please welcome, Zoey Irwin and Travis Young!" Rob yells. He was the interviewer for today.
Travis and I walk out on stage, greeted by excited fans. I smile and wave to them.
"First of all, Zoey, I love your shirt," Rob says after we sit down.
I laugh, "Thank you! Michael actually got it for me."
"So when are you actually having the baby?" He asks.
"I'm due in June, so three months. I don't know the actaul date yet," I reply.
"What about the gender?" He persists.
"Ah, I'm not telling anyone, but the baby's father," I answer.
"So Travis? Does he already know?" Rob questions.
"I said that baby's father, not Travis."
"Do you mean Peyton? Your ex?" Rob asks, shocked. I nod.
"Come on, babe, don't be like that," Travis says, grabbing my hand.
I yank it back away, "What are you doing?"
"Are you having relationship problems?" Rob asks, trying to interrupt. Travis says no. I roll my eyes.
"We can't have relationship problems if there never was a relationship. We were forced to date because management thought it would sell records. Travis, I'm sorry, but I just don't see you as a boyfriend," I say.
"Don't be like that, babe. We can work this out," Travis replies, grabbing my hand again.
I huff, "I literally just told you no. What is it going to take for you to get the message?"
"What message?" He questions.
"Rob, it's time for me to perform," I state, standing up and walking over to the stage area. The audience as well as Rob looked confused.
"Alright Travis, I wrote this song just for you. I hope you get the message," I say as my brothers get ready to play.
"I think it's so cute and I think it's so sweet
How you let your friends encourage you to try and talk to me
But let me stop you there, oh, before you speak
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
First you gonna say you ain't runnin' game, thinkin' I'm believing every word
Call me beautiful, so original, telling me I'm not like other girls
I was in my zone before you came along, now I'm thinking maybe you should go
Blah, blah, blah, I be like nah to the ah to the no, no, no
All my ladies, listen up
If that boy ain't giving up
Lick your lips and swing your hips
Girl all you gotta say is
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
Thank you in advance, I don't wanna dance (nope)
I don't need your hands all over me
If I want a man, then I'mma get a man
But it's never my priority
I was in my zone, before you came along, don't want you to take this personal
Blah, blah, blah, I be like nah to the ah to the no, no, no
All my ladies, listen up
If that boy ain't giving up
Lick your lips and swing your hips
Girl all you gotta say is
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
(nah to the ah to the, no, no, no)
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
(nah to the ah to the, no, no, no)
All my ladies, listen up
If that boy ain't giving up
Lick your lips and swing your hips
Girl all you gotta say is
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
My name is no
My sign is no
My number is no
You need to let it go
You need to let it go
Need to let it go
Nah to the ah to the no, no, no
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Untouchable, untouchable
I'm feeling
Nah to the ah to the, no, no, no"
Rob turns to face Travis, who was sitting there, shocked and bright red, and yells, "Burn!" Then he comes running over to high five me and the boys.
Song: No by Meghan Trainor
I have a new story out if you guys want to check that out. It's called Stockholm Syndrome and it's a Riker Lynch fan fiction. Thanks and I love you guys.
