Empire State (Ronnie Banks)

06. First Signs

Two Weeks Later...

Demi's POV

     "Bye, Mom!" I hollered as I ran out the door. I was going to meet up with Ronnie to help write more of his songs. We hadn't seen each other in over a week so I realized it was time to work. Plus, I missed his goofy self.

     I wondered how he was doing. Abel and I have been talking way more than I have been with Ronnie. I sort of felt bad. I realized that I was developing feelings for him Can it be? It was probably possible. We kissed that one night two weeks ago passionately. 

I took a taxi cab to Ronnie's condo. I couldn't wait to see him!

I walked through the lobby and waved hello to the concierges as I ran inside the elevator.

Soon, I reached his apartment and knocked on the door.

He opened it and smiled, "Hey Dems."

I love that beautiful smile of his.

"Let's get to working, shall we?"  I said.

"Now is when you want to work?" Ronnie said flatly.

"I'm sorry. I've been hanging out with Abel."

"What's up with you and Abel?" Ronnie said curiously.

"I like him," I said as I winked at him.

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Ronnie's POV

     I suddenly felt a weird feeling inside of me when she said that. Could it be jealousy? Why was I feeling like this? I suddenly felt like breaking a wall because I'm afraid she likes him more than me.

"Stay away from him." I said sternly.

"You don't fucking tell me what to do," she laughed.

I rolled my eyes at her and lead Demi to the studio, "So do you have any ideas for the song?"

Demi nodded, "Here is what I came up with for the second verse."

On my mind up past my bedtime, no rest at the kingdom
Alone in my place, my heart is away
All that I can think of is, we should get married
We should get married
Let's stop holding back on this and let's get carried away

I nodded in agreement, "That's really good, but I was thinking we could do two songs."

"What do you have in mind?" she asked me.

"Something with a soft beat and dope, I guess." I replied.

All of a sudden, my phone rang. It was Selena.

"Babe, where are you?" she said.

"I'm at the studio with Demi. I have to call you later."

"You're with that bitch again?" she groaned.

"Stop being so rude, damn. Bye." I hung up the phone.

"Now, where were we?" I said softly.

"I say, screw the damn song. I'm not feeling it," Demi said slowly.

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Demi's POV

I expected him to become angry, bur surprisingly he smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" I laughed nervously.