Somehow I was able to go back to sleep from the awakening in the middle of the night and woke up the next morning with my arm slung over my face. I slowly sat up, yawning, and opened my eyes to the blinding sunlight that was pouring in through the windows. The guys were already up and dressed and were watching TV. My head had been lying in Carlos' lap and the other three sat in front of the couch, leaned back against it.
"Good morning, sleepy head." I head Carlos muse from behind me.
"Morning. You guys didn't have to sit on the floor; you should've woken me up." I stated to the three on the floor with a groggy voice.
"We tried." James laughed.
"We even tried yelling, but you wouldn't move." Kendall added to James' statement.
I sat with my back against the couch and grinned, "Fine, then I take back what I said. I'm glad you're on the floor." The guys chuckled as I smiled and looked over to Carlos. His smile faded as he looked from me to the TV.
My smile also faded to his reaction and a slow confusion took over. I looked back to the TV hoping that I hadn't done anything wrong or said anything in my sleep to make Carlos upset with me. I needed the guys right now. My eyes got wide as a thought ran through my mind, "What day is it?" I asked.
"Sunday." Logan replied. "Why?"
I sighed, "Because I'm sure I still have some homework to finish." I lied back down but this time with my head basically on Logan's shoulder, "Would a certain sweater vested boy care to help?"
From what I could see from the side of his face he raised an eyebrow as his crocked grin slowly spread across his lips, "What would make you think I would want to do that?"
I sighed rolling my eyes with a smile, "Logan Mitchell is the cutest, smartest boy I know." His crocked grin was replaced with a wide smile as Kendall and James 'booed' what I had said. Carlos sat silently still watching the TV.
"Yeah, I'll help you." Logan laughed lightly.
"Thank you, I need to get home to see if everything is…settled. Come on over whenever you're done watching…" I rolled my eyes again, "cheerleading competitions." I said as I got up and moved around the guys.
"It's a sport!" Kendall called as I walked away.
I laughed and just reached the door and was turning the knob, "Oh Elizabeth," Momma Knight walked out of her an Katie's room with a full basket of laundry, "Gustavo called looking for you, he wants to see you in the studio as soon as possible."
I froze in place, "Oh my god…oh my god…" I chanted. Gustavo has been waiting for what feels like forever…and I have nothing.
"What?" Momma Knight asked setting the basket down on the table.
"He's going to be expecting a song from me," I said turning to face the apartment, "and I have nothing. Is he as bad as you guys say he is?" I called over to the guys.
They all looked to each other awkwardly to each other before Kendall turned off the TV and they all got up, "He's…just a little…" Kendall trailed off.
"Psychotic…" James finished.
My eyes widened, "Psychotic! He's going to lose his mind!" I began freaking out.
"He's not psychotic!" Kendall shouted over me, "He's just…intense is all." Kendall said as he elbowed James in the side.
"He's going to kill me…I don't even have a contract yet and I'm already dead."
"We can go with you!" Carlos chimed up.
I stared at Carlos, biting my bottom lip I asked, "Can you?" I wasn't able to get this far with the producers in this town. Gustavo was my last hope and was known for being…well as James put it…a bit psychotic.
"Of course we can. You've helped us in our panicky situations and now we'll be here for you!" Logan said in an effort to reassure me of something I couldn't think straight to figure what, "We'll even see if Sawyer can make it."
I blinked slowly as I nodded, "Alright, I'll be right back, then we'll leave. Okay?"
I looked to each of them as they agreed. I hurried out and back to my apartment for a few reasons; to see if anything was better between Mom and Dad, to tell Mom that I would be at the studio for what I guessed would be the better part of the day, and finally to let Dad know that Logan would be coming over afterwards so he wouldn't snap about him not knowing. I stopped hard at the apartment door and caught my breath before walking in.
I walked in as quietly as I could, I closed the door behind me and did my best to tip toe, incase Mom and Dad were still sleeping, into the living room. I found my mom sleeping on the couch wither her arm, much like mine was, slung over her eyes. Instead of waking her up, I quietly walked over to the fridge on the note pad on it.
Mom, Gustavo is back in town and called me to the studio. Don't know when I'll be back, but Logan is coming back with me to help me with homework. –Elizabeth
I was able to get to the door and out into the hallway without waking Mom up. I slowly closed the door behind me, making sure it didn't click loudly, "So what are you going to do?" A voice asked from behind me.
I jumped and spun around to find Sawyer, smiling at me jumping, "Jeez Sawyer, don't do that! I have no idea what I'm going to do." I leaned back against the door, crossing my arms over my chest, trying to get even a few seconds of thought in, "But I take it that the guys called you?"
"Yeah, said you were in panic mode and on your way back to your place. So I thought I'd meet you here."
"Thanks. He's gunna kill me. So I want a hug before I die." I turned to him with my arms reached out for a hug.
He laughed loudly and hugged me, "You know, you could always just sing a song for him…" He suggested.
I grabbed onto his shoulders and pushed him back, "What?"
"You said yourself he never gave you a deadline. So why don't you just sing for him?"
"That could work…if he doesn't explode first." I replied as we walked back to the guys' apartment.
Here it is! Whatcha think about it? This story will be update more than usual cause I keep thinking of ways to connect my ideas. Let's see how long that will last! Lol. AND Thank to the guest reviewer...whoever you may be! Keep it up though and please review?! XOXO
