Apartment below

Chapter 22

Sabrina

"Do you think you'll join tonight..?" Peyton spoke just loud enough over the private planes engine noise. We were in the bedroom at the back of the plane, just on our phones as entertainment

I shrugged, "maybe" I mumble back. He lay on his stomach while I lay on my back, propping himself up on his elbows as if he was about to do a plank "please?" He asked

I shrugged again, turning back to my phone to distract myself from his presence "..you know we didn't get her to replace you..no one has any plans of you going, especially me.." he took my phone out of my hands, locking it and putting it on the bed beside him far away from me

"Well she seems pretty keen to do some replacing" I reply. He furrowed his eyebrows "replace you as a dancer or replace you being here with me now?" He questioned. "Both" I reply

"I can't say what's going to happen in the future because no one knows what's going to happen past right now, But she isn't here right now, she isn't in this bed beside me, she's on the plane with the rest of the crew. You are here right now" he tries to explain

"I wouldn't have suggested learning the last dance with you, wouldn't have Brought you into the stage, wouldn't have convinced you to join the tour, sign with a record company, just to replace you after some girl shows up halfway through" he adds, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear

"I guess.." I mumble. He sent me a soft smile, laying back down and pulling me into him "my girl is with me right now, I'm not going to throw it away for someone who acts like they can't remember your name" he assured me sweetly, kissing my forehead

I screw my face up "she did that?" I question. He nodded with a chuckle "oh ya, today while you were at the studio..which reminds me can I listen to the songs?" He pleaded

I shook me head with a giggle, "nope. You have to hear them the same time everyone else does" I reply. "Well fans tonight are gonna be wanting you to sing boyfriend..so I think you should join tonight" he raised his eyebrows

A knock at the door stopped me from replying "come in" Peyton called. Amir opened the door, a smirk on his face, "we've just got some statistics through, 3,000 more people bought tickets to tonight's show after boyfriend was released" he wiggles his eyebrows

"See" Peyton turned to me. I giggled "okay..I'll do it" I reply with a smile