she sung, he fell

3 | rude and ruder

I speed walk into Saudi King's office and notices the tall male covered in coffee I ran into before and think to myself.

"Who is this guy??" I thought.

I brush the thought off and introduce myself.

"Hi Ms. King, I'm Lana, Lana Brooks!" I say.

Saudi brushes me off and commands me to sit.

"I know who you are, just sit child! You're already late!" Saudi says.

I reply with a confused kind of tone.

"Okay?" I say.

The mystery man interrupts us and tells Saudi he's meeting up with his girlfriend.

"I'm leaving now, Chelsea is waiting downstairs." He says.

The mystery man takes a good glance at me before walking out. Saudi brushed him off and replies.

"Whatever." Saudi says.

"So my manager, Luke said that he's the one that made all this possible." I say.

"Yes, I know. He played me your song." Saudi says.

"Well, did you like it??" I ask.

"Yeah whatever. You're signed, now get out of my office!" Saudi commands.

"Okay? Don't I need to sign papers?" I ask.

"Yes Linda, sign right here and get out of my office." Saudi says.

I reply while signing the papers.

"It's Lana, ma'am---" I says before getting interrupted by the ringing phone.

Saudi answers the phone in annoyance.

"Yes...appointment?? When..? At 10?? Okay I'll be right there, Fred." Saudi says.

I notice how Saudi switches attitudes but brushes it off.

"I have an appointment at 10, so you can see yourself out." Saudi says while pointing at the door.

"Bye." I say before walking out Saudi's office.

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I make my way to the exit of the building and notice the tall male again.

He's standing with a lady about 5'3 arguing. I guess that's his girlfriend, Chelsea. I watch them argue. No, I'm not stalking them. It's not stalking if they're in the public eye.

I hear the lady yell at the mystery man and watches the lady storm off.

The mystery man punches his car and starts swearing in pain.

"Aw shit!! God damn it!!" He says.

I run over to him and asks if he's okay.

"Hey, are you okay?!!" I ask.

"Does it look like I'm okay?? I broke my fucking hand." He says.

I giggle at the way he sounds when he swears.

"What's funny??" He asks.

"Nothing it's just the way your accent makes swearing sound." I say.

The man stares at me and I clear my throat.

"Ahem, so um you need to go to the hospital." I say.

"No I don't, I'm fine." The man says.

"Okay would you quit the tactless behavior and let me take you to the hospital!" I demand.

"Fine." The man says.