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Producing music • Conor

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Y/n POV

I run, watching as the door to the lift slowly begins to close. It's super busy and I can't offers to miss this meeting! They'll fire me!

Panting, I burst into the elevator, breathing heavily as the door closes behind me. I made it.

I lean over myself, taking a few deep breaths before standing up straight and looking in the huge elevator mirror. Wait...there's a guy in here?!

"Late for something" He smirks, his brunette hair pulled up into a crazy curly quiff.

I smile and stick my hands in my coat pockets, trying to hide my embarrassment. "As always" I roll my eyes and he chuckles a little. He's so cute.

"Same actually" He grins, pulling out his phone. "By an hour it looks like"

"Wow that's impressive" I nod sarcastically and he joins in, nodding too.

"Very"

"Why are you here?" I ask, instantly realising afterwards I must sound awfully rude. Oi why u here mate. Fuck...

"At the studio" He shrugs casually and I nod. "You?"

"Producers meeting" I shrug too, watching his smile widen.

"You produce?"

"Yeah? How about you...er.."

"Conor" He smirks, running his hand though his curly locks. "And you must be beautiful?"

"No actually" I laugh, smiling at his smooth words. "It's Y/n"

"Close enough" He winks and the elevator makes an obnoxious ding, the doors opening for us.

I give him a nod before walking out the lift, speed walking to my meeting room. I spot Conor walking a different way, presumably to the 'studio'. God if he can sing...he's just perfect.

"Sorry I'm late" I breathe, bursting into the meeting room. Everyone gives me a glare and my boss holds out his hand, gesturing for me to take a seat.

Once sat down I put my bags on the floor, pulling out my papers and watching my boss with a very close eye.

"Right, we have multiple tracks to decide from" He nods, looking at the screen which displays them all.

"I'm thinking we go for the Katy P track" One of my colleagues announces, receiving an array of nodding heads.

I frown, looking at all the suggestions until I come across the name 'Conor Maynard' in amongst the words.

Trying to hide my excitement, I raise my hand, grabbing the attention of my boss.

"Y/n?" He frowns, awaiting my suggestion.

"I think Conor Maynard" I nod, pointing at the screen. Everyone at the table turns their heads, scanning the screen for his name.

"Reasoning?" He tilts his head, walking towards me.

"Well I...think..." I trail off, realising I don't have an actual answer. Just say something!!

"Yes?" He frowns, the whole room falling to a silence.

"Um, I think he has very high potential as a young singer" I nod, pretending I know what I'm doing. "I've met him"

Surprisingly the room fills with nodding heads once again and even a few smiles. Including one from my boss.

"Well, if everyone's okay with that?" He spins around, scanning over everyone who's nodding. "It's a yes from me then!" He beams, switching the screen off.

Everyone lifts from their seats, the room breaking into chatter. I must have missed 3/4 of that whole meeting. That's the shortest one I've ever done.

"I'll see you all tomorrow at nine!" My boss announces quickly, picking his laptop off the desk. "Y/n, can you arrange a meet with Mr Maynard to break the news?" He smiles and I freeze. Um...I don't actually know this guy personally. Oh shit.

"S-Sure" I nod, grabbing my things and leaving the room.

Once again I find myself running, running as fast as I can to the studio. Hopefully Conor hasn't left yet...pray to the lords.

"Thanks, bye" I hear his voice and before I know it I've crashed straight into him as he exits the booth, sending us both flying sideways.

"Oh my god sorry!" I pant, grabbing onto his shoulder as he laughs quietly.

"That's fine....what are you late for now?" He asks, a smirk on his face.

I sigh, shaking my head. "I've come to see you!"

"Awe thanks" He grins, pulling me into a side-hug. I roll my eyes and laugh a little, patting his shoulder.

"No, my team has chosen to produce you new singles!" I squeal, clapping my hands together.

A huge smile grows onto his face and he pulls me into a hug, the smell of him smoothly filling my lungs. "Thankyou Y/n" He whispers in my ear and I can't help but smile.

"That's okay, it was my idea" I whisper too, still held tight in his embrace.

"Can I get your number"

"You can" I grin and finally pull from the hug, grabbing my phone out my pocket.

He takes it off me and types in his number, grinning the whole time.

"Thanks" I smile as he passes it back to me.

"No problem" He nods. "I'll see you around"

"See you around" I mimic and he shoots me a wink, walking off down the narrow hallway.

I stand and smile to myself, pulling out my phone as it makes a ding.

Conor - Just checking it works😉x

Me - Sure does!

Conor - Okay beautiful, okay