Songwriter ❥ PRETTYMUCH

19 | Meeting

- C H A P T E R N I N E T E E N -
MEETING
[ Michelle Holland's POV- ]

To : Zion K
Hey Z
Wanna call?
I'm kinda bored
Deliverd 11:39pm

You've called Zion K (2)

'Hey Z. I just decided to send you a voicemail. Hopefully you aren't asleep, I'm kinda bored. Call me when you receive this, bye.'

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From : Zion K
Call Mitch, I'm busy
Received 03:47 am

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After cleaning up my office a bit I wander through the building towards the meeting room with Mitch by my side. Simon has set up a meeting with the boys and I to discuss our work.

"Do you think Simon will get mad at me for not finishing the song?" I ask nervous, my fingers tugging at the end of my sleeves.

"Do you think you can stop stressing about this song?" He asks me in the same exact tone as I did. I roll my eyes at him as we walk out of the elevator. "I already said this a dozen of times, and I'm about to say it again. I believe in you and I know you can do this!"

"I know, and I appreciate you in believing me but this really is the biggest opportunity that I really can not screw up." I sigh and I watch how he nods.

"I understand. I mean this job is a big opportunity for me as well. Turns out we aren't that much different from each others, are we." He laughs. It made me laugh too, sending all the nervous chills to the back of my head.

"How do you do that?" I ask him. "Assuring me in stressful moments like these. Like bro, I need your secret." I nudge him, poking the side of his arm with my elbow.

"It's pretty simple though. Step one, be positive." He does a big smile, one where he shows all of his teeth and I laugh. "Two, surround yourself with people who are just like you." He places his hand on my shoulder. "And three, have a beautiful, hot chick as one of those people." He looks at me and I clear my throat.

"Thanks for walking with me." I tell him as I place my hand on the doorknob of the meeting room. His hand slides off of my shoulder as I step away from him. He sends me a smile before stepping into the room.

Zion's eyes were immediately on me, and I smile at him. He was about to smile back, I swore. His lips were already tugging up until his eyes jumps from me to Mitch who was still standing at the door, leaving his lips drop and his eyes send a death glare. I furrow my eyebrows, he's been like this for the whole week, heck he's been like this since the first time I've been hanging out with them.

"Hey Michelle!" Brandon calls as he turns himself in the chair he was sitting at.

"Hi." I greet him back. The boys wave at me, as they were all sitting at the long table in the middle of the room.

"How iconic is it? The last time we were here you got splashed with pancake mix and confetti." Austin laughs as I take place next to him.

"Good afternoon guys," Simon greets as he steps into the meeting room. We all turn our heads towards him and greet him back. "How's everyone?"

"We're good," Nick nods, speaking for everyone who nods in agreement. He sits down at the very end of the long table, placing a big leather notebook in front of him.

"So let's start this meeting, shall we?" He asks and we all straightened our posture. "So boys, please tell me. What have you done for the past three weeks?"