Drugs&Money

7-studio

Christian's POV !!!

Me and Clinton were in the recording room setting everything up for mitchel whilst him and Isabelle sat on the other side of the glass talking.

"You had one job Christian." Clinton muttered. I knew that every time he used my full name instead of just "kras" it meant that he was annoyed.

I rolled my eyes and continued messing with the mic stand. I had just gotten it stuck and now it wasn't lifting to mitchels height.

"Yeah, well you do it then, dipshit." I fired back. I know it's not that hard of a job but it really did get stuck and wouldn't lift anymore.

Not my fault.

"Nope im busy doing this."

"Exactly. So shut up."

I was still messing with the mic when mitchel knocked on the glass and raised his eyebrows.

I mouthed that it wasn't lifting and he rolled his eyes. I couldn't get at what he was saying but whatever he said made Isabelle walk in and sigh at me.

"Struggling?" She questioned jokingly.

I lowered my bottom lip and nodded whilst she laughed at me.

"Its not a hard job he's just a moron." Clinton commented.

"Oi, you. Keep your mouth shut." I replied. He sighed at me before continuing doing what he was doing.

What was he even doing?

Isabelle laughed before grabbing the mic and fixing it almost instantly.

How?!

WHY?!

She must have saw the look on my face because she winked before knocking on the glass to get mitchel.

Embarrassing.

Isabelle gave mitchel instructions and then joined me and Clinton in the producing area.

Clinton was sitting in the middle seat whilst me and Isabelle sat beside him, watching mitchel sing the lyrics to our new song.

The song was titled "wasted" and I had a verse in it. I had just finished writing my lyrics today which was pretty lucky seeing as though we were recording today.

"Okay Christian, you're up." Isabelle spoke with a smile on her face.

I wasn't extremely nervous but I did feel a bit unsure of how this was going to go. Even after doing it many times before, I'd never be as confident as mitchel.

Okay fine. I was extremely nervous.

"Kras?"

"You okay?"

I lifted my head and looked through the window. Clinton was talking to me through the speakers and I hadn't been listening.

I was letting my nerves get the best of me. This was unusual for me because we perform all the time in front of huge crowds and now i was nervous to perform in front of a girl i met just yesterday?

"I'm okay. Let's start."

Isabelle sent me a reassuring thumbs up and it made me feel slightly better.

~

After about an hour and a half, we were finally able to rest. Isabelle was still with us and was talking to mitchel.

I was sat on the end of the sofa as Clinton sat on the desk facing me. We were having a conversation about going back to Australia during our tour and visiting our families whilst at it.

We spoke for a little while longer before Dan walked in and Isabelle stood up.

"Izzy" he nodded as a greeting.

"Nice to see you boys. How's everything going?" He questioned. He had a smile plastered on his face and he placed a hand on Isabelle's shoulder.

"Is my favourite employee here treating you well?" He continued with an even bigger smile now.

"Better than we deserve actually." I replied as I smiled back at him.

He seemed proud of her. Almost like a father after finding out their daughter passed her exams.

"Well Im more than happy that you guys are settling in. If you don't mind, I just need a chat with Izzy." He stated.

We all nodded our heads and they both smiled at us before exiting the room. In all honesty, I hoped she was getting praised more than everybody else who worked here.

She had been so helpful to us since we first arrived here and I couldn't be more grateful.

Not to mention her beauty.

She was one of the most gorgeous women I've ever met in my whole 20 years of living. Not to mention the very strong sexual attraction.

Her personality was amazing too. She was so easy to get along with and she knew how to joke around.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by mitchel clicking his fingers and grinning.

"You like her" he said dragging out the last 'r'.

"already?!" clinton added. "nah he's just horny for sure."

I shook my head at them both and took my phone out of my pocket in hopes mitchel would stop talking.

But he didn't.

"I fucking knew it." He continued.

"And how exactly did you know it bitchel? We've known her for two days." I responded. He laughed at me for a second before grabbing both of my cheeks and squeezing them.

I rolled my eyes as he continued going on.

"Someone shut him up already." I whined, rubbing my face with my hands. He honestly was giving me a headache.

"Yeah, you are going on a bit now Mitty." Clinton added.

I blew him a kiss to thank him and he winked at me.

"Ew. Get a room." Mitchel intervened.

"Shut up braid boy. you jealous?" I joked.

He dropped his bottom lip and held his hand over his heart. "Very."

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