"Ok guys let's begin," he said as he reached the front of the room. Now if you asked me what he talked about I would have no answer. All I did was just sat there and watched his lips move, but I paid no attention. From time to time I would stop daydreaming and listened in on some cue words so that I wouldn't be confused later on. But I just wanted to go home and sleep. I wanted to be alone. Losing my train of thought, I came back to reality once I heard my name being called out. Mark mentioned me and Alan for our work with Tokio Hotel.
"You guys did a great job. I saw the photos from the photoshoot and the video from the interview, and it was really great content," Mark complimented us for it. Alan turned to face me and smiled. I couldn't stay mad at him forever, he was my best friend. So like any best friend I smiled back and high fived him. The room let out a small laugh at our gesture.
"That is all, my people. Keep up the great work, tomorrow once again we will meet up to put together this issue," Mark dismissed us.
"Montana, can I speak with you in my office, it's important," hearing those words caused a panic in me. What if someone told him about the issues with the band? I nodded my head and followed him out towards his office.
"What's up?" I questioned, taking a seat in front of him, trying to get some information. He pulled out a folder from his drawer and sighed. Just his sigh alone made me even more nervous than I already was. The small fixture of his office didn't help either. To me, it felt as if the walls were closing in on me.
"I already spoke to Alan," he started, as he opened the folder. I tried to figure out the writings on it, but my bad vision impeded me from doing so.
"And I just wanted to hear what you had to say?" the more he spoke, the more I wished he'd wouldn't. I knew where this was going and I was not ready.
"Did you have any issues with Tokio Hotel? Did they treat you respectful? Were there anymisundestandings between you guys?" he questioned me. I froze in my seat, Mark wasn't the person that would typically ask about my relationship with the people I worked with. He normally left that to Amarie who would then tell him. So this most likely meant it was serious, which also men
"No, the band was very respectful to us. They made sure we felt welcome. I don't say this about many bands I work with but they really felt like friends," I answered his question.
"That's great," he said excitedly, and all of a sudden I was confused. So this wasn't that he found out about me and Georg. Then what could it be about?
"The band is currently on tour in Europe, which is why this issue will feature them as a way to promote their album. I received a phone call from them, and so from the information that I got," as he spoke, my fingers twitched, they told him.
"They had a photographer and a cameraman, it was a crew that they had hired for the tour. Apparently both a related and there was a family emergency, and they had to withdraw from the tour. Bill mentioned that they wanted to use you for the US part of the tour, but with this complication, they were wondering if you and Alan could fill in for them?" Mark looked at me with those puppy eyes, almost as if begging me.
"What did Alan say?" I asked before giving my decision.
"He said it would be fine, but it was whatever you decided that we would through with," he informed, awaiting my answer. I thought of all the pros and cons of doing this.
I get to see Georg. Con
I'll be away from my family. Con
I get to see Tom and Bill, and Gustav. Pro
I get to travel. Pro
I get paid. Pro
But even amidst these possibilities, I didn't know what to say.
"This would be a good time to tell you that this would be through your own means. So any money that you earn is all yours, for your side fund, same for Alan. I would like it if you went and did it because it would still link you to Retro, and the band would be most likely to come to us for promo and news on the band," he added to our discussion. I scratched the back of my head and shrugged. I wanted to do it but that would mean being close with Georg. It all came back to him, I didn't want to mess things up for me. I just had to be professional and keep my distance, which I said the last time and we know how that ended. But I knew that I had to give Mark my answer.
"I'll do for Retro," I said to Mark, nodding my head confirming my answer.
"Thanks, Tana," Mark said, as he got to give me a hug.
"No problem, we'll leave as soon as possible," I told him, pulling back from the hug.
"They said they'll pay for the flights, just find some times and we'll set it up," he said to me as he followed me out of his office. We found Alan sitting on the floor next to the doorway. I nodded at Mark, as I helped Alan get up and walked down the hall. This was gonna be fun. Maybe.
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Temporary (Georg Listing Fanfic)
Fanfiction"Georg I can't keep doing this," I said softly. "Tana, you know I can't," he said stroking my cheek, wiping my tears in the process. I pushed his hand out my face and take a step back. "I know," I said walking away.
