I hung up the phone and sighed. I guess I didn't have time to tell him before he found out.
"I was going to tell you right after this phone call."
"Uh, alright, tell me what?"
"When I went to the studio with Justin, we fooled around with this song he had in a file cabinet. Originally I thought it'd be mediocre, but it was actually really good. We had some fun with it and recorded, then he edited it, and then afterwards he put it on a flash drive for me."
Jack shrugged. "Slightly annoyed, but I'm happy for you. Nothing's wrong with that.."
"Yeah, but I lost the flash drive and the song got leaked. It's circulating on Twitter, I guess. That's what he said."
He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Why does everything have to go on Twitter?"
"I'm sorry.." I said.
"No don't apologize. It's fine, I'm sure the song is great. If you're okay with it, then I'll be okay with it."
"It's not even an official song and I didn't ever intend it to be. I don't want to really do music."
"Just wait a while and then see what people say about it. You might be surprised at the reactions. Can I hear it?"
"I don't know where to find it." I shrugged.
"I'll listen to it later."
/////
Later that night, everyone had heard the song. Jack admitted that he was a little jealous of how it sounded, but he was proud. I called Justin and said it's fine that it leaked, but I don't want to do anything with it. He agreed.
Now I sat here at the airport, waiting for my flight. Jack dropped me off and said goodbye. He was always my hardest goodbye no matter how long my trip was. This time, it'd be 3 days. Going to Paris for just 3 days is never ideal. I'd love to stay for a couple weeks and spend time doing something fun instead of working. Working isn't a chore, but I don't get to see the city. Barbara is already down there with Don. We had to finish what we were going to do before I had my accident, along with a Maybelline campaign.
So maybe soon I'd be a Victoria's Secret angel. Who knew.
"Flight 241, boarding now." I heard on the intercom. Sometimes I wish I could just have my own plane. Justin has his own jet, and he's asked me if I wanted him to take me, but I've never took him up on the offer.
I grabbed my carry on and began walking onto the plane. First class was nice, but I'm always comparing it to a private jet and how much more relaxing it'd be.
45 minutes later, we took off. I have 11 hours, so I absolutely had to fall asleep. It was already 9pm.
\\\\\
"Ma'am?" I awoke to the flight attendant touching my shoulder. I jumped up and realized everyone was off of the plane.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I apologize!" I grabbed my stuff and shoved it into my bag.
She laughed. "It's alright. 11 hours does that to you. Oh hey, by the way, are you Paige Holland?"
I nodded. "Yeah!"
"I've seen you on TV. You're really pretty."
"Well, thank you." I smiled before walking down the aisle. "Have a good day!" I said.
"You too." She waved.
I walked up the ramp and into the airport. It's 4pm here, and I have the day to myself. Barbara isn't going to even be available until tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
Be My First 2 - Together Forever
Fanfictiondoes forever last? sequel to Be My First - A Jack Gilinsky Fan fiction. I suggest you read that before you read this!