Boycott Love (Sequel to Don't Come Home For Christmas) ~ Peterick

Chapter Nine - Coffee's for Closers

P.O.V Third Person

The band met over and over again and after many months of hard work and having to sit through pain stricken whiny fights from Pete and Patrick they finally finished the album. 

On the last day before the release and announcement of the tour they were well into March.

Meeting at a local Starbucks they planned to discuss the tour dates. Joe and Andy knew it wouldn't be that easy. 

Pete and Patrick refused to work together for more than five minutes and these last moments were crucial. Andy had called their manager to meet with them before Patrick or Pete got here. After all she didn't know a thing about the constant fighting and bitter words. 

She arrived at 9am sharp in the little coffee house, looking wide awake and as beautiful as ever. A black high-waisted leather pencil skirt caressed her hips and her white chiffon blouse with petticoat ruffles tucked deeply inside it. 

She greeted both Andy and Joe with a wide smile, showing them to a seat where their favourite coffees were already laid out. 

"Andy, Joe. Great to see you guys." She sat down, putting one leg over the other with her coffee in hand. "I understand you wanted to see me before the other two gets here?"

Joe and Andy exchanged glances before Joe started to explain. 

"Tour dates. Pete and Patrick haven't been seeing eye to eye recently and we're afraid that maybe they're incapable of discussing the dates sensibly. We wanted your advice on the dates." 

She got out her file she carries everywhere and flicked through it until she smiled and spun it round to show them. "How's next month?" 

Andy and Joe looked at each other again. Patrick was usually the decider for these things but Andy nodded anyway. 

"Right, I'll make the calls to the marketing team then. Best not to tell anyone the dates tomorrow. You can most definitely discuss the album." 

She tapped away at her phone as she got up to leave. "Oh and.. boys? I know about Pete and Patrick, please advice them to keep it strictly work related from here on out." She waggled her fingers in a flirty, wave before striding out of Starbucks. Her hair bouncing and her skinny legs keeping perfectly inline. 

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"You decided without me?" Patrick quivered, taking another sip of his coffee to calm him down. "It was really our manager. We needed her help." Joe answered quickly.

"I'm in this band too you know, you could have asked me." Pete said, ignoring the fact that Patrick was about to reply. 

"No. We couldn't have asked either of you because you're so busy acting like prissy five year olds!" Andy hissed, not wanting to draw attention. 

"I'm not acting childish, he is!" Pete and Patrick chorused. 

Pete and Patrick were astounded. They didn't dare look at each other instead looking away and mumbling a "I am not." 

"Ridiculous." Joe retorted, giving a slight laugh. "Unbelievable." Andy added, also laughing. 

This was going to be a long tour.