Your point of view:
"We have a full and busy schedule for this week so I expect every single one of you to be motivated and give everything you have! We need a bunch of new articles and interviews! So, you, you and you-" My boss pointed at a few people and told then what to do.
"Y/n!" She looked at me annoyed.
"There's this singer everyone talks about. I want you to do an interview with him, ask a few questions about him and his personal life! As much information as possible, understood!" I nodded.
"Any specific questions I should ask?"
"I don't know, use your brain honey, think about something!" She growled annoyed. I nodded quickly and looked down at my hands.
"That's it for today! I want your texts by friday morning!" With that she grabbed her coffee to go and rushed out of the room.
I let out a sigh and grabbed my things, walking out of the room. I walked to my car an got in. I sat in the car seat for a moment before I grabbed my phone. I checked my emails, seeing the one my boss sent me just minutes ago. I opened it and read.
Interview: wednesday, 10 am!
With: Shawn Mendes, 20 years, singer
I gasped and rubbed my eyes. No way! This can't be true! I'm gonna interview my idol! My favorite singer that I love more than anything in this world! I shut off my phone and drove off, the biggest smile on my lips.
Once I got home I immediately got out my laptop to start preparing the questions. I couldn't help but put in some questions I always wanted to ask him but never got the chance to. I sat there until after midnight, not realizing that it was this late already. I finished my work and the went to bed.
***
It was wednesday, 8:30 am. I had picked out my favorite outfit and was now driving to the studio I would meet Shawn. Half an hour later I arrived and started to prepare everything. I wanted everything to be perfect so he would feel comfortable.
I quickly read over the questions I worked on for days as the door opened. I turned around and froze.
There he stood. He was wearing his typical black jeans, black boots and a button up shirt, a jean jacket in his hands.
I gasped. He was so beautiful. And he was real.
"Hey, you're Ms Y/l/n, right?" he smiled and his eyes met mine.
"Uh- yeah. Hi, nice to meet you, Shawn! But please call me Y/n!" I woke up from my trance and smiled shyly at him.
"Please, take a seat."
"Thank you!" he sat down on the sofa that stood in the middle of the room. I took a seat on the chair in front of him.
"Do you want something to eat? Drink?"
"No thank you, I'm fine. Maybe later." I nodded and sat there awkwardly for a moment before I remembered that he probably has more meetings than just this interview today.
"Okay, let's get started." I said and turned on my recorder. He smiled and I asked my first question. After a while I felt myself getting more relaxed. Everything went perfectly fine and before I knew it my questions were all answered.
But we didn't stop talking though. We just stayed there and had a conversation for a long time. We completely forgot about anything else until Shawn looked at his watch.
"Oh shit! I have to go soon, I'm sorry!" I jumped up and he got up as well.
"Oh I'm so sorry I held you back!"
