thirty two | deep breaths

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Hey? This might be a cheesy chapter because I will be including lyrics. I do not own these lyrics but are using them mainly because I love the song so much and it semi relates to the character in the situation. Okay enjoy!

Ronnie's POV

Me and Aaron were sat down in the living room.

It was the best room for singing, Aaron had told me.

No echo. Nothing but the raw feedback of your voice.

We called Katrina earlier to ask for her help.

She also was a singer.

An amazing singer.

She also knew how to play the piano.

I wanted the best experience and for the video to be perfect.

I don't want to seem half ass for millions of people.

Katrina was setting up the notes and Aaron was setting up the camera.

All the other boys and Devyn were in the kitchen.

Amanda was in her hometown visiting her parents.

She wished me the best of luck.

I started to sweat and panic.

I rushed through to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

I sipped on the cool liquid and I took a deep breath.

I exhaled and tried to calm down.

Arms wrapped around my waist and hugged me tight.

"Happy one year baby" I hear him whisper into my ear.

I turn around a plant a gentle kiss on his smooth lips.

"Happy one year" I say repeating what he said.

A whole year of panic and he has always been my safe place.

My calm.

Just a kiss.

Even just the slight touch.

I am calmed.

He calms me.

He makes me believe in myself.

Without even saying anything.

"Good luck" all the guys say to me as I leave the kitchen and head back to my seat.

I could see the kitchen from were I was sitting and it was nerve racking.

My biggest fear was rejection.

Although I know that all of these people around me are my ride or dies.

There is still that small possibility.

I take deep breaths and start to gain confidence.

His smile from across the hallway comforted me.

I see Sam and Corey giving me a big thumbs up.

Devyn blew a kiss and I smiled.

Elton was still tired so all he simply done was raise his coffee mug.

Simple appreciation was all I needed at this moment.

That cup raise could start a revolution.

But we are just a group of friends at 10 in the morning drinking coffee with sweaty palms.

The camera beeps and Aaron begins his intro.

Deep breaths.

Deep breaths.

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