"Okay so I sent all of the invitations and I secured the show and cater." I said sitting on a chair beside his bed.
"I didn't give you the list. How did you get people's information." Jordan said sitting up a little bit.
When we got to Jordan's house, he changed into a whit t, grey jogging pants cut into shorts and some Nike slides. We started off in his study but moved to his bedroom because he felt tired. This was my first time coming to his house, and it was huge. 4 bedrooms, 3 1/2 bathrooms and a huge kitchen and living room. I don't understand why he has this big house but he lives by himself.
"I got the names from your address book."
His eyes widened. "You invited everyone from my address book?"
"Yeah, is that a problem?"
"Yes. Erica is on there and my family."
"Oh my god! I didn't even notice. I am so sorry. What should I do?"
He let out a breath. "She probably wouldn't even show up. But I know my family will, I more worried about seeing them than Erica."
"Why?"
"I don't talk to my family anymore."
"Why?" I questioned.
"I don't want to talk about it. I'll just have to deal with them the day of the party." He face palmed himself. "I should've just did it myself."
"Maybe I can tell them it's cancelled."
"That's not gonna work. You don't know them, they would still show up even if it's cancelled."
"Do yo want me to just try."
"No, Azani! Just forget it. My head is starting to head. What else do we need to do?"
"The singer cancelled but I know someone who can do it."
"Who? Nothing explicit, my business partners and sponsors will be there."
"She can sing any genre. And she wouldn't even charge."
"Your still not telling me who this person is." He said grabbing a tissue and blowing his nose.
"My friend Kia, she sound amazing."
"Show me a video of her singing. She might be good to you but not to me."
I pulled out my phone and showed him a video of Kia singing 'I Choose You' by Kiana Ledé. (Song in MM)
He nodded his head. "She is good. I want her to sing this. Does she write her own music?"
"This isn't hers but she does write her on music."
"Okay good, want someone who does spoken word as well. Do you have anyone in mind?"
"Not really, I sure I can find someone but night though."
"I know a couple of people but I don't know. I don't feel like dealing with their attitude."
I chuckled. "You don't want to deal with their attitude? You have the biggest attitude problem out of everyone I know."
"Well you get payed for it. I have to pay them money to deal with their attitude. And shut up, I don't have that much of an attitude problem."
"Yeah okay." I placed my iPad mini 3 on his nightstand. "Are you ready for the party?"
"I'm sick, so of course not. I need to get better so I can host the party day after tomorrow."
"That's true. What are you wearing?"
"It's a black tie event so a Versace black suit, white button up, and Versace shoes and belt. What about you?"
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He's My Boss
FanfictionTrust is like an eraser. It gets smaller and smaller after every mistake Published: April 12, 2017