The Only One (Sequel to The One And Only)

Chapter 5

Authors Note

I know some of you have been waiting patiently for the next chapter to arrive. I haven't had Wi-Fi for nearly two weeks and that was a nightmare and I had no idea how I coped. But I managed and the Wi-Fi is back...for now

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Leon POV 

The car journey wasn't long and before we knew it we were outside of a tall yet tacky building.  It's the type of building you would probably find on the Las Vegas Strip. I parked the car in the car park and got out of the car locking it from behind.

We walked inside the building. The Garcia records Logo was scattered all around the building with a giant sculpture in the middle of the reception surrounded by water fountains. Again very tacky. Overall the facial expressions the guys are giving says it all really. It is extraordinary and we are all left here breathless. See what I did there? 

Pablo told us to wait around the seating area as he heads towards the front desk.

"I cannot believe we are actually here...in the Garcia Records building. You do realise we are standing in a building where a bunch of famous singers have recorded their songs. Somebody pinch me cause this has to be a dream or something, it doesn't feel real. Am I the only is feeling like that or are you guys fee..." Maxi rambled on until Broduey pinched him causing Maxi with whine in pain. "Ow, what was that for?"

"What? You asked for someone to pinch you so I did, plus you were annoying not just me but the whole building."

Maxi rolls his eyes. To make him feel better I decided to step in "But Maxi, believe me when I say that all of this, is real. And promise me guys that what ever happens in the room with Mr Garcia, we'll stay as a band."

"We're more than just a band. We have become brothers for life."

"Okay guys I have never heard you all be less manly in my life."

We all let out a chuckle but we all stopped when a group of girls walked by eying us with their flirty eyes and flirty smiles. They're pretty girl I have to admit but they're not Violetta. I was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable and awkward and I guess everyone else was feeling the same apart from Andre who was practically drooling like a bulldog.

"Should we just tell them that we have girlfriends/Fiancée's." Broduey says from behind us

 "Well as the only single guy here, I'm about to make my move." Andre straitens his polo shirt and styles his hair to make it look perfect before walking away but was instantly stopped by the hand of Pablo.

"Andre we don't have time to go flirt with girls. Mr Garcia is ready for us.

And that is when the nerves kicked in and my heart started pacing at a very quick speed. What if we're not good enough for the record label? Will we be the joke group of the record label? All these thoughts are running through my mind. I was being too delusional. I snapped out of thoughts to see I was standing alone whilst the boys were walking towards the elevator. I quickly caught up to them without them knowing I was falling behind.

We all cramped into the the elevator. You would think with a building this tacky the elevators would be tacky too but this elevator is smaller than a cubical. Don't ask how we all managed to squeeze the 6 of us plus a couple other people into here and I am surprised it was still going up. I do not want this to be The Tower of Terror in Hollywood Studios cause 1) We are not seated and 2) We are not safely strapped in.

I guess you've figured out that I talk about stupid and random things and that is the nerves talking. I should probably stop otherwise I won't stop.

It wasn't long until we made it to the floor we needed the be on and we were all able to breathe again. Thank God. 

A woman; probably in early 30's, with blonde shoulder length hair came up to us introducing herself as Nicolas Garcia's Assistant and told us that he will let us into his office in a short moment.

I leg starts bouncing up and down like what every other person does when they're nervous. Fede seemed to notice and walks over to me.

"Everything is going to be ok Leon. I bet you as we walk out of those four walls we will have a record deal and maybe even sold out concerts. Like you said downstairs what ever happens this won't be the end."

I smile at Fede. His use of words made me feel a little bit better. Soon enough the door in front of us bursts open and out steps the man with the power, the man who runs this whole building, Mr Nicholas Garcia himself. 

You would think a man running a well known record label, who has signed many famous artists would be like in his 50s but the guy in front of us was in his early 30s. He was wearing a grey suit; probably designer and his brown hair is gelled back which makes him look professional. He invites us all into his office and shakes our hands before we all sit down.

"It is an honour to have you guys here. My niece is a huge fan of you guys and won't stop listening to your songs and thanks to her I also become a fan." Mr Garcia tell us with great pride.

"Your Niece has great taste in music then" Pablo says and we all let out a little laugh. "But really it is a great honour to meet you Mr Garcia."

"Please call me Nicholas, Mr Garcia was my Father. I took over this company after he passed."

"I'm sorry to hear about that." Pablo replies with a sympathetic smile.

"Don't worry about that its been 5 years, but we are here to talk business."

During the meeting, which feels like hours, Nicholas talked about what would happen with our careers for the future if we sign the contract and what we can accomplish as a band. To be honest I just wanted to sign the contract. They're the type of record label that doesn't force you into anything, yes they will want you to write songs but they don't seem so controlling over artists which is a good thing. I am loving it here already. Fede was right, everything is going to be okay.

And just like that we are now officially part of Garcia Records. We signed the papers with huge smiles on out faces. Even Pablo was smiling so much his mouth is probably stuck in that position. We said our goodbyes to Nicholas and exited his office, trying to stay calm as we enter the cramped elevator to go to the reception. But as soon as we made it to the reception area we all cheered pulling each other into a group hug causing people around us to stare but I couldn't care less because my dream has finally come true. I cannot wait to tell Violetta and everyone the great news.

We are record label artists.