Apartment below

Chapter 35

Sabrina

I sat up from my bed, wiping my wet eyes from tears. A video of Peyton singing Before you go circling around the internet,

CallMePeybrina: #SabrinaCarpenter is the song about you??

PeytonMeyer'slove: Who hurt my man!!

ILovePM: My poor baby

I lock my phone, chucking it down onto the bed before getting up to get ready for the day. Ceci comes to my apartment as I finish getting ready, running my through the day

"Okay so we mainly just want you in the studio today and for the next few days to work on your music..you've been invited to the American music awards in a few weeks.." she smiled, sitting behind me on the bed as I finished my makeup

"Music awards?" I question. She nods "yup so we've got to get you into fittings and all that fun stuff" she replied. I nodded slightly, "I'm ready" I reply, standing up from my place

We head down the elevator to the apartment doors, "Sabrina! What's next for you! Hi sabrina! You look lovely today Sabrina!" Paparazzi shouted at me as I walked to the car

I walked through the underground carpark with Ceci by my side, the photographers weren't allowed in but that didn't stop them from just zooming in on their cameras.

My eyes caught sight of a few cars parked in specific car parks. Peyton's cars. I bit down on my lip, Ceci's hand finding its way to my back to guide me to gwet walking

I reached my car, getting in the drivers side and turning in the ignition. Pulling out of the carpark, I followed her directions to the studio Peyton had taken me too a few months ago

I step inside the familiar building, "Good morning Miss Carpenter" the woman at the front desk spoke sweetly. I smiled to her, sending her a small wave before continuing down the hall Ceci was leading me in

We reached a studio room, entering, I took a seat on the couch as she sat across from me, a few writers and producers coming in too. "Sabrina you've been invited to a tour" Ceci looked up from her phone

I groan, "not again" I pout. She chuckled, "only the American leg, they want you to be the opening act for 10 shows" she replied. I lifted my eyebrows, that's not bad actually..still staying in America and only being an opening act

"Who for?" I ask curiously "Joshua Matthews" she replied. "He's British, around 21 or so..he's doing a national tour between Europe and the states" she explained

"Well in that case we better get a crack on with some songs..you have how many now?" The writer asked "uhh 2 released, one being released next week, and boyfriend.." i reply. She nods, "have you been working on anything else? Should we start from scratch?" She asked, pulling out a notepad

"Oh well while I was still on the tour I wrote parts to a song but I never quite got the ending..I wasn't sure whether to just repeat the chorus or add in something else.." I reply, pulling out the sheets of paper from my bag

She read over them, nodding her head lightly as her eyes scanned the words "I reckon you just repeat the chorus, however you repeat these three lines instead.." she scribbled over the page, handing it back to me

I read what she had written, "so we can record?" I ask hopefully. The producers nod, passing me the headphones to step into the booth and record the song "do you know how you want it to sound..?" He asked from behind the glass

I nodded "yea when we...I...wrote the song i sort of hummed the way it would go" I explained. He nodded again, pressing the record button for me to start

"I'm so into you, I can barely breathe.."