After Mikey and I fought on the bus, he wouldn't talk to me. He came into the meeting that I had with their producer and other Hi or Hey Records people and was really supportive and positive, but he never made eye contact with me.
I signed a contract, and would start rerecording the songs on my demo and writing and recording new songs next week.
Now, I was sitting all alone in my apartment, waiting for Luke and Calum to come pick me. We were arranging my parts in Good Girls for the concert at The Forum tomorrow.
"Knock, knock, Olive!" I heard Cal call from outside my front door.
"Hey," I shrugged, opening the door to face them.
"Don't be sad," Luke smiled, instantly wrapping me in a hug.
"Is he okay?" I asked, my voice muffled from my face in Luke's shoulder.
"He's a wreck, just like you are," Calum answered as Luke let go of me.
"He won't pick up the phone or answer my texts."
"We know," Cal replied.
"Is he going to arrange parts with us?"
"He'll be there, but I can't assure you that he'll talk to you," Luke said.
"I know," I sighed.
"Ready, then?" Calum asked.
I nodded, then we left to go to the studio to arrange parts with the rest of the band and John Feldmann.
"I really don't think I should come in until after the first chorus. It'll be more of a surprise that way."
"But if you sing at the very beginning, harmonizing with Michael, they'll be surprised and confused," Calum argued.
"They might not even notice you at first," John added.
"If I'm on stage they will."
"You won't be," John grinned.
"I'm listening."
"You'll have a mic backstage. You can stand far enough behind Ash that they can't see you. Your mic will be on so they'll hear you. It will confuse and intrigue them."
"Then when will I go on?"
"After the first chorus, there's 'whoas' and then 'good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught' twice. You'll sing the first one and the second 'whoas' and walk out while you are singing the second 'good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught.'"
"I like it," Ashton smiled.
"Me too," I agreed.
"After you come on, we'll have a pause for the crowd to cheer, and then the song will continue."
"I love that," I smirked.
"What do you think, Mike?" Luke asked, bring him into the conversation.
"Whatever works," he muttered.
"Michael, come on," I pleaded. "Give us some real input on this. I need you to tell us what you think."
"I think this plan is working out quite perfectly. I think the show will go great and that everyone will love Halcyon on stage with us. I just don't think that I want to talk to Olivia right now."
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Youth [m.c.]
FanfictionOlivia Tyler has given her youth to the public with her famous parents and is tired of the criticism that she didn't deserve the fame she had. She starts a YouTube where she puts up the music she was always afraid to share. There's only one thing, s...