DREW'S POV
Last night was perfect.
She's perfect.
I watch as the other guys come in.
She was breaking down how everything was going to work out for the finale.
"It's going to start out with just Rita and Timbaland. Then Michael, my love, you're going to come out and start rapping. Then y'all are going to have little solos the cameras going to get. Then Emma's going to come out and Chance you're going to be to my left, Drew you're going to be to my right. She's going to lean on both sides. Then Backstreet Boys are going to come out and do their thing. Remember to make it big! It's the finale!" She explained.
"It's the finale, Pippin!" A voice said.
"Kyle!" She exclaimed running to him.
"Yeah, I got bored so I decided to see how everything was going." He said.
"Sophie's doing amazing as per usual." I said.
"Aw, baby. I only gave you guys a breakdown and how Emma's going to lean onto you and Chance." She said.
"I just like hearing your voice." I said kissing the side of her head.
"It's hard right now cause we can't run it until Tuesday when we have everyone but we'll take what we got." She said.
I watch as Mikey keeps staring at her.
I pull her in closer.
"You're so cute." I said.
Kyle took me aside.
"So how did everything go last night?" He asked.
"It was perfect." I said.
"No forcing?" He asked.
"I made sure she was okay with it." I said.
"That's what I like to hear." He said.
