"Shay? Is that you?"
"Hey Jude!"
I kept the smile off my face as the man I had once known jogged my way.
He gave me a hug and I half-hugged him back.
"I love the new look."
"Well it's all thanks to your uncle." I said back.
Tommy walked up.
Hannah stayed behind.
Tommy put his arm around my waist.
"Baby, we should get to recording." He sounded more perky than usual.
"Saint Tommy? Now that the girl is 18.. you finally took advantage of her huh?" Shay asked with his face in Tommy's.
"I never took advantage of her."
"I bet that's a lie. Right Jude?" Shay looked in my direction.
"No. Never. I just need to go record now, Shay. C'mon Tom." I pulled Tommy's arm.
Shay pulled my hand off Tommy's arm.
"Hey! Shay,Shay! Get off me you-" Tommy started.
"Shay! Let go of my best producer." Darius busted in.
I grabbed Tommy's hand and walked fastly into Studio A.
"Write me a hit!" I heard Darius' voice behind us.
When we finally reached the studio.
I slid down the wall, my hand over my eyes.
"Jude!" Tommy said sitting down next to me.
"I promised myself," Was all I could get out through the tears.
"You promised yourself what?" Tommy asked.
"I-I pr-promised my-self that if- I -" I was hyperventalating.
Suddenly I couldn't breathe and my throat closed up.
"Jude?! Jude?!"
Tommy ran to the door and opened it.
"Somebody call 911!!!" I heard Tommy yell.