New Beginnings Diggy Simmons Love Story (Sequel To I'm Digging You)

Chapter 9

The Next Day

Kayla POV

I ofcourse didn't get any sleep last night, I was up facetiming with Tiffany and eating with Yasmine reading all of the tweets that were in my mentions. I swear yesterday I went from having 500k followers to 3 million in just 24 hours. I hadn't heard from Trevor since that sweet morning text he sent me, I know he probably has seen the video and I know that I fucked up. I fucked up so bad. 

*phone rings*

Kayla: hello?

Ms. Christina(their manager/agent): Wake up Kayla, I need you at Atlantic Records in an hour we have a meeting.

Kayla: Ugh Christina I told you I don't want to sing, I'm just gonna stick with modeling.

Ms. Christina: Don't front Kayla, you know what this meeting is about. You know which two people in your life are signed to Atlantic Records don't you?

Kayla: *groans* yes

Ms.Christina: That's right so get your ass up and get dressed I'm picking you up at 8:00. And no hoochie outfits look presentable. *Hangs up*

I got out of bed, brushed my teeth showered and got dressed all with an hour to spare so I ordered room service. The paparazzi have been outside my hotel for the past 10 hours since they found out where I was staying. It is rather pathetic.

Yasmine: Yo, where are you going all dolled up?

Kayla: Atlantic Records, Christina called and she said I have a meeting there.

Yasmine: Well why didn't she invite me?

Kayla: I think we both know what this meeting is about. *gets a text* But anyway I have to go. You can have the rest of my food. 

Yasmine: Aye if they mention a record deal don't forget to mention your girl we all know you can't sing!

Kayla: Bye Yasmine!

Diggy POV

Today I got an unsurprising call from Perry saying that I need to be at Atlantic Records at 9:00. I already know what this shit is about, they probably want to talk about how the whole video is screwing  up my image and how I need to take on some more artist image development. Blah Blah Blah. Anyway I got here at 8:30 and the receptionist told me to wait in the lobby so here I am waiting here looking like a dumbass while I wait for Perry and Laurie. Thats when the doors opened and I saw her, Kayla, walking through those glass doors in an all white outfit. I don't even think she noticed I was sitting here but that wasn't my concern. My concern was why she was even here in the first place Kayla isn't a artist, she is a model. I kept on debating why she was here as she got onto the third elevator. Just as quick as Kayla disappeared Perry came out of the second elevator waving for me to come on.

Trevor POV

I was sitting in the meeting room at Atlantic Records with my manager and I guess we were just waiting, for what I don't know. I haven't been in this room since we were discussing my recording contract. With everything in the media about me right now this scares me. I turn to my manager Paul, and he just looks at me. I can't tell if its an "everything is gonna be okay" look or if it was a "you fucked up" look. Either way I was nervous. The door then opened and in walked Kayla and her manager. She looked just as shocked to see me as I was to see her. I tried to ignore eye contact, she looked beautiful though. After Kayla sat down, in walked Diggy and his two managers. Now I was really nervous, and even Kayla was surprised. I mean she shouldn't be, I bet they were together all night. You know what I don't even care.