Miss Stylinson (COMPLETED)

Chapter 19

-Penelope's P.O.V

"So I need you to come take a ride over to my producers building." Daddy said as I was brushing my teeth. I spit out my toothpaste and rinsed out my mouth. I looked at him in excitement.

"Wait is it about me?" He nodded, slipping on his shoes. "Yes! Where's Papa! Can he come too!?"

"Yeah sure." He laughed. "He's right there." He was just sitting on the sofa. I ran over to him and plopped down on the  couch beside him. 

"Papa, did you hear that?" He nodded, kissing my cheek. "Are you going to go?" He nodded. I was so excited which made both my parents laugh. 

"I have your songs on my phone to show them if things go well." Daddy said. "I'm reading the entire contract before having you sign it." 

"That's fine with me!" The three of us soon headed out. Papa drove us to the building and parked the car near the door. Together, the three of us got out of the car and went inside. I looked up at my daddy with pure excitement. He looked down at me and smiled. Papa told the receptionist why we were here and we were sent up to the fourth floor. "What if they hate my music?" As we got on the elevator, I became nervous.

"Honey, you performed one song and the people are giving you way more positive reviews than anything. They'll want you to put out more songs because people love you." Daddy told me.

"I hope you're right." We knocked on the door and then were greeted by a tall man I've never met nor see in my life. 

"Hello, Harry and Louis!" He shook their hands. "How are you two?" Uh I was here too? 

"Good! How about you Richard?" Papa responded. Richard looked as if he was like, in his fifties or sixties. He seemed nice, but came off as intimidating and terrifying.

"I am well." He looked at me. "You must be Penelope?" I smiled and nodded. He stretched his hand out for me to shake, so I did. He let us inside his office and told us to take a seat. I sat between both my dads with Papa on the right and Daddy on the left. I was really nervous now, I didn't understand why. I unconsciously grabbed Papa's hand. I didn't notice I held it until he rubbed over my knuckles with his thumb. "Can I get you guys anything to drink?" He asked, opening up his mini fridge. 

"No thank you." Daddy responded as Richard poured himself a glass of what looked like iced tea. 

"So, you want to discuss a record deal for your daughter?" He asked my parents, glancing between them. 

"Yes. She is very talented and she has wanted this for a really long time."

"Do you have any music?" He asked me. I nodded, looking at Daddy who then took out his phone and got my songs up. He played my favorite, which was called 'Changing'. I bit my lip anxiously as Daddy hit play. My palms were sweating. After it was done, he smiled. "Not bad. Do you have any more songs?" He asked me.

"Yeah." I said with a bit more confidence. I stole my dad's phone and put on my second favorite song which was called 'Young Love'. Once that song was done, Richard nodded in approval.

 "It's really good. You've got great talent, Miss Tomlinson." I looked up at Papa with a huge smile. He smiled and kissed my forehead. Richard told us he would go get my contract.

"It's really long." He said when he came back. "It basically just says-" Daddy cut him off.

"I'm reading it." He said kinda rudely. But this was really important to both him and Papa. Richard nodded and gave the contract to him. 

"Papa." I said, causing him to look down at me. I smiled so big which made him smile back. I couldn't help but hug him tight. He hugged me back, kissing my head.