Song About A Songwriter (An Andy Fowler Fanfic)

Too Late

Our holiday in England went by so fast and we were back in Australia before we knew it. Once I got back I was so busy I couldn't even lay in my bed and go to sleep because in two days I had to leave to go to America to meet Scooter. Me and the girls went shopping for nice clothes and things for the plane etc. The next day I spent my whole day getting ready as I left really early in the morning. Becky came with me, and Ryan planned to come with but meet us at the hotel as he wanted to be with me when everything happened. I kind of wish it was Andy coming so he could see this big part of my life as he too was a big part of my life, for three years anyway, but now everythings changed. I'm nothing to him anymore.

The aeroplane wasn't too bad and I slept basically all the way through it as I was so tired. We were picked up by someone who works for Scooter and he took us to a beautiful hotel where we got our keys and went up to our floor. Our hotel room turned out to be the penthouse. We were amazed. A few hours later Ryan arrived and he had Jordi with him. We stayed in that night because we were all really jetlagged and were tired and we went to sleep quite early because we had a huge day ahead of us.

We were up early as we had to be at Scooters office at 11.30am. We were yet again picked up and drove there. We walked in, butterflies fluttering around in my stomach and we were greeted by Justin. I wanted to freak out and cry because Justin was one of my first ever loves but I knew I had to stay calm so I did.

We then walked through a hall that was like a million metres long, until finally we got to Scooter. We entered the room and sat down on the masage chairs. We had a long conversation about if I would like to be apart of his record label and after he agreed to let me live in Australia but come to America whenever he needed me to, I agreed and he signed me. 

Scooter gave us a name of a restaurant a few blocks away from our hotel and told us to go there. He told us that he would be paying for it and we have to go to celebrate, we had to wear our nicest clothes. We walked in later on at around 6.30pm, it was gorgeous. Most of the chairs and tables were gold, a stage where people where playing string instruments and the piano, there were candles hanging from golden chandelier stands like in Harry Potter, it was clean and the waitresses' were the nicest people you could ever meet. The food was incredible and I swear, my tastebuds were in heaven. 

After we finished we went back to our hotel where we had champagne waiting for us in our room, along with some hot chocolate mix as we already had milk and a kettle. We got in our pyjamas, made hot chocolate, pushed our beds together and watched insidious. It was going great until my phone went off.