-Viktoria's pov-
We well pushed into some kind of a studio. And told to sit in front of the guys, by a round table.
"Oh and girls. I'm Bob Freeland, but call me simply Bob."
"Okay..." we said slowly. He smiled at us and left the room. Few seconds later we hear his voice. He stands behind the pane.
"We're airing in five... four... " God, I'm nervous. I looked at Pete from the corner of my eye. And I noticed his stare. "Three..." Jesus Christ help me. I promise I'll be more religious if you give me bravery to do this... Viktoria, focus! You have to do this. It can't be harder than talking to over 2.5 million people in front of computers. At least they don't see you... "Two..." But what if I misspell something? While doing the video I can repeat myself and then edit... This is live! Omg why if I swear? I'm the one who can't control herself. Shits sake, don't be a frickin' coward. I swallowed hard and looked at Kaddles she nodded her head and smiled reassuringly. "One..." Bob motioned at us. Some lamp above the door flashed red. Kaddles was first to introduce herself.
"Hello, people! You may recognize my voice and if you do that's awesome. And if you don't that's fine, I'm still frickin' happy to be here. Anyways... I'm Kaddles Harries and my parter is..." I grinned.
"... Viktoria Drogonov! And you are listening to..."
"IDOBI RADIO." Kaddles and I l exclaimed happily. I continued "Today we have very special guests! The band which becomes more and more popular with every second. The band news about spread very fast... NEW POLITICS."
"Hey, girls." Søren, David and Louis welcomed us in unison. "Don't forget about their patron, bassist and frontman of Fall Out Boy and Black Cards - Pete Wentz!" Kaddles added.
"Yo!" He said to the microphone, not breaking the stare. He makes this even more awkward. The tension between us is so huge...
"Okay... Let's get started!" I said.
/after the interview\
We took the headphones off and stood up. Well, the interview went smoothly. Pete gaze was burning holes in my skull, but I kept pretending to ignore him.
"You were great!.." Bob told us excitedly. "You too, guys." He added, not looking at the musicians.
"Yeah, pretty good job, Was it really your first time?" David asked us.
"First time at radio station and first time live live. We had interviewed a few people before... Tyler Oakley a-" I didn't finish answering, because Kaddles cut in
"-And Caspar Lee when he was in the US."
"Awesome!" Søren said.
"Thanks." We said in unison.
"We're gonna take some pictures in five minutes." Bob said. "And once again, very good job! I'll tour you and teach how to use the console later!" He added while leaving the room. Søren left to the toiled. Louis was on his phone. David was checking out the CDs.
We left to another room, the one with a couch and so did Peter. He came closer to us. I felt like running away. No, Viktoria. Focus. You have to face it. Damn, it's nothing, be brave... I think I'd rather eat a snake... or do a million interviews... or fight with a bear. I had my stomach in my throat.
"Um, hey... Long time no see, huh girls?" He said while scratching the back of his neck and smiling awkwardly.
Jesus Christ, Mother of Mary, he's so hot.
Shhh, stupid brain.
"Yep. How are you?" Kaddles said. I pretended that I had a very annoying stain on my sleeve and started scratching it nervously. He makes me feel so insecure. So defenceless. Naked. Like he knows all of my secrets. His glare burns, but in a good way. I hate myslef, beacuse of that.
"I'm pretty fine. You interviewed me." He giggled... "How are you, Viking?" Shit. Why would he use that old nickname? The tears are close. I looked up, he was so close. I looked deeply into his eyes. I could drown in them. "I'm fine. Thank you. Ho-How's your s-side?" I stuttered. He pulled his shirt up, showing his stomach. I felt like touching the place where he cut himself, making sure it doesn't hurt anymore. Making sure he's fine. But on the other side, I want him to leave me alone, as he did two years ago. As our contact disappeared. One day he yelled then he apologized. He used to make me confused...
Then our mothers took us home. And they has been cleared of the charges. No word from them 'til now. I wanted to forget, but I couldn't.
So did Kaddles. We are helpless. She keeps thinking about that time. Fuck, it's impossible to forget.
"There used to be a scar, but I got rid off it." He sends me a weak smile and hides his stomach. I smiled sadly. I still have nightmares of that day. The day that changed my life. The day I saved him.
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Sorry, my parents took my phone. #fml
I continued and then the fucking gmail deleted the draft and I had to rewrite it. But I'm kinda glad it has been deleted because this version is like 1000 times better than the old one. Sorry for the cliffhanger. :(
~ Viktoria (Vicyk_) :)
