Hey, I have no life so I tried to explain the performance as best I could and....I made a edit of it if you wanna check it out 💀 it's basically how the performance will go ahhh enjoy
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I stared into space as Zach continued to tell me about what was coming up but I couldn't focus.
I've barely gotten any sleep in the last week and I was simply running on coffee and granola bars. Vanessa and I haven't talked, texted, nothing. As far as I know the fans posted pictures of her back in Milan. Back with him.
"Y/n, come on.." Zach sighed out softly. He sat down in front of me. "I know you're going through a lot, okay? If you wanna cut this performance then I understand-"
"No, they asked me and I should be honored to do it." I cleared my throat and sat up. "Can I do the songs?"
He raised his eyebrows. "You mean..the songs?" I nodded. He let out a breath before looking down at his phone. "I mean...they did say you could choose." His bottom lip clamped between his teeth before he nodded. "If you're ready...then let's do this."
I smiled softly and nodded in thanks before standing up. "I'm ready."
After a bit more talk about the performance and sketching out how I wanted it to go, I was heading back home. Steph didn't have work today so she volunteered to watch the twins. Rather I like it or not, she's been a big help since everything.
She didn't judge me, she didn't push me, she was just...there for me. And that's exactly what I needed right now.
"I'm home." I called out once I walked through the door. The pit pats of tiny feet never seemed to get old and when they rounded the corner with wide smiles, the sadness temporarily left my body. "Hiii," I scooped them both into my arms and smothered them with kisses.
"Mama we draw." Stella said happily. I carried them back to the 'game room' and Steph was looking down at the table, seemingly concentrated hard as hell on drawing.
I hushed the twins and slowly stepped back out. "When I do this," I stuck out my tongue. "We're going to scream 'boo' okay?" They nodded with excitement and I quietly walked us back in. I stood behind her and stuck my tongue out.
"Boo!"
She jumped harshly before dropping her head onto the table and groaning. All three of us laughed loudly at her
"You guys are mean." Steph lifted her head and pouted before pointing at her paper. "You messed up my Ariel drawing."
I looked down at the coloring book and saw one long line of blue. Snorting lightly, I set the twins down and crouched next to her. "Just make it into a necklace. Like," I trailed off as I grabbed the blue crayon, turning the line into a jewel necklace. "That."
She eyed it, impressed, yet I knew she wouldn't admit it. "Whatever. You still messed it up."
I smiled cheekily and placed my hand on my chest. "My apologies ma'am." A small smile pulled at her lips as she sighed contently. "So..I have a performance coming up."
"Ooh for what?" She asked with her eyes back on the drawing.
I watched her shade in her red hair. "The Grammys." Her hand stopped suddenly. "And, I know you're busy with work, but you should come."
"What?" She breathed out.
"Look I don't mean as my date because the public still thinks I'm married but, you know, you should experience the groupie life- kidding." I laughed out when she punched my shoulder. "And I told them not to put me in the front so..you can sit with me and everything."
