All That Matters

6

Tiana

4 months without contact with him. I really couldn't care less.

Why did he had to ease him was with his perfect body, perfect smile, those green eyes. God damnit, I was doing it again. I was focusing on passing my last set of finals in order to close out my freshman year of college.

"Tiana, where are you?" Xander called out for me.

So far, Xander and I have been getting closer and closer. I really do like him but my cloudy feeling about thou who shall not be named has been having me confused.

I've been breaking out my shell more and more like Lauren has taught me. I've been on stage more without wearing hoodies and playing at random gigs for money. I still don't sing in front of people though.

Xander's song became a hit with the public. I say Xander's song because he wrote everything, the music and the lyrics. I don't take credit for it besides my voice being on the track. Radio DJ's asks him who's on the track but Xander is kind enough to keep my identity a secret like Hannah Montana. We made a couple of more songs too besides put first song Bad Things.

"I'm in here Xander." I was in my bathroom putting on makeup.

"You know you don't need makeup on your face." He hugged me from behind.

"I know, but I only do this because highlighting is my favorite thing to do on my face." He was getting signed to Epic Records today. I was proud of him. He asked me to go with him. I had on an emerald green satin wrap dress with a silver choker necklace, a silver watch and silver open toed heels. I had a leather jacket to top it off.

"You look beautiful." He kissed my cheek.

"Not bad yourself Mr. Alexander O'neill." He was wearing an emerald green shirt with black skinny jeans and leather oxfords. I made him twin with me.

"Are you ready my lady." He held his arm out. I linked mine with him.

I'm ready my good sir."

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"I want to keep pursuing my studies at UCLA. I feel that it's not fair that my parents saved money for me to go to school and for me to drop out." Xander told his new manager Eric.

"That's reasonable. But we have to make sure you're work load at school is light so you're able to perform on tour. This summer you're opening up for Drake." Eric said. I'm excited for him. "You have an interview in 10 minutes. Congrats on your record deal kid." Eric dapped him up.

"I'm proud of you." I said. I hugged him.

"You know I need a vocalist for these concerts right?"

"Just use my vocal track Xander. I'm definitely not fucking up on stage because I was nervous."

"Are you ever tell me the story about your stage fright or are you going to keep hidden until you open up?" He had his hands on my hips. I bit my lip. "Stop doing that. You're making it hard for not to kiss you."

"You gonna what?" He didn't repeat what he said. His lips were almost on mine. I heard cameras go off. Uh oh. He backed up.

"Xander O'neill. Are you ready for this interview?" A woman came out. She was breathtakingly beautiful. I couldn't even be mad for Xander staring at her because I drooling over her too.

"My eyes are up here Boy." She snapped her fingers. "I'm Jay Robinson, your interviewer." They shook hands.

"Right I've seen you interviews. Big fan." He told her. We stepped into the booth were they would be talking.

"We're live in three, two." The dude pointed at her.

"Welcome back to the show. I have Epic records newest recruit. So far, his track Bad Things been climbing the charts and been a hit to people across the globe. Give it up for Xander O'neill. So tell me something about yourself."

"Well, I'm freshly twenty, a freshman in college, and I'm here to pursue my dreams."

"What school?"

"UCLA."

"Aye the Bruins." She started chanting. "I'm an alumni there."

"Sweet. It's a great school to be at. It's where I met that special girl over there."

"She's beautiful. Is this your girlfriend?"

"No yet." Jay winked at me.

"Are you a player like my son? Because I'm just waiting for the day he catches an STD." We laughed.

"Nope. Just waiting for the right moment to make my move." My cheeks were hot as fuck.

"You know my son is a freshman at UCLA too. You might know him his name is Nolan Robinson. He plays soccer there." I tensed up.

"Yea, I remember him from high school. Had a couple of classes with him."

"So tell me about this girl on the track. Who is she?"

"The girl on the track is a friend from high school who goes to school in England."

"Does this friend have a name?"

"Uh. Becky." Why is my fake name so ugly.

"Gotta bring her in here next time. Make this beauty jealous with Becky."

We laughed. Jay gave me a promising smile. 20 minutes of learning more about Xander, we left the radio station building. He opened the door me in a SUV that his manager sent us for us.

"I'm sorry about that back there. They told me Jaylah Robinson was ruthless and blunt. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He spoke up.

"Who said I was uncomfortable?"

"I, uh-" he stumbled over his words. I'm glad it's someone else and not me this time. I grabbed his hand.

"It's fine. I'm fine Xander." He looked at me in my eyes.

"I mean I would have asked you to be my girl but you didn't look interested in me."

"Xander, I'm awkward. My first and only boyfriend I had cheated on me with some girl in my choir class my junior year of high school and the last guy I crushed on was an egotistical man whore. I'm sorry if I was being skeptical." I rubbed my thumb against his hand.

"So do you like me?" He scooted closer to me.

"I can't answer that."

"Why?"

"Because you're going to become famous."

"I won't let my fame get in between us."

"It's not that, if I start dating you, people will be up in my grill. You've been pretty popular lately but I can't stand in public like you."

"I'll keep it a secret."

"What if Eric arranges a fake girl for you to date for a publicity stunt?"

"I won't let him do that shit to you. I swear T. Give me a chance." He was leaning closer and closer to me. His lips were on mine. "T, you know you want kiss back." He mumbled on my lips. I followed his pace and put my hand on his cheek. We pulled away and had our foreheads touching.

"Ok." I said.

"Ok?" I nodded. "You won't regret this." He pecked my lips.

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A/n: Merry Christmas 🐰 😂