Get me a new phone too. The SIM card should have survived that.”
Markus got up and walked out of the studio, thinking about what he’d told his manager. He knew it was true. How could he not love her? She was the one thing he thought about before he went to sleep, and the only thing on his mind in the morning. She made him feel happier than he’d been since he was a boy.
* * * *
Markus had been busy the last two days, barely leaving the studio. His worry over leaving Kylie for the extra days eased when she’d rung him, raving about her surprise.
“I love it, Markus. The pictures of us on the beach look fantastic. Buddha was barking at himself when I put the music video on to watch. It’s not as good as having you here with me, but it will do. Thanks for recording our song just for me.”
He loved that she knew it was her song. It made what he paid for it to be done all worthwhile.
Coming up for air for the first time in days, he checked his phone, only to see he had six missed calls from family. Worried that something had happened, he called his mother. “Mama, is everything okay? I have lots of messages from family.”
“Congratulations, Markus, your new song is number one in our charts, and it’s top ten around the world. Everyone is calling to congratulate you and find out more about the woman in the video clip. You are obviously in love. ” He froze at his mother’s words and gripped his phone tighter, hoping what he thought had happened hadn’t.
“Mama, I haven’t released a song. I’m working in the studio now.” An uneasy feeling settled over him. “Please tell me the song wasn’t called ‘My One and Only’.”
“Yes, that’s what it’s called, very catchy. So when do I get to meet the girl? Is this the woman you met on your getaway?”
Rubbing his hand over his face and feeling as though he needed to pull his hair out, he took a deep breath and gritted out, “With everything that’s just happened, I don’t know if you’ll ever meet her. Um, that song was just hers, Mama.”
“Oh, Markus, I’m sure she’ll understand if she loves you, and from the video clip of you together and the way she looks at you, I’d say she does. She would be crazy not to. I’ll let you go and sort this out. Your father and I are very proud of you. Love you.”
“Thanks, bye.” He hung up and debated who to call first, Kylie or his manager to find out what the hell was going on.
The choice of his manager won. “Please tell me ‘My One and Only’ wasn’t released to the public.”
“Fuck. I was trying to get it sorted out before you came up for air. It was leaked only hours after you sent it to your girlfriend. I was going to call you today. I have the record company telling me you’re going to perform it at the awards show. I have the awards show ringing and begging for you to do it. I’ve been fending off magazines and TV programs, all offering big bucks for you to go on their show. It’s in the top ten in America. I don’t think I can contain it. I’ve been trying.”
Markus roared into the phone, picked up the closest thing to him, and threw it. “Get me a flight to Sydney, and pray she forgives me because, otherwise, you’re fired.” He heard his manager trying to interrupt. “If you mention the awards ceremony or anything else related to this industry, I will fire you right now. Get me a flight now!”
Ending the call, he got in his car and drove to the airport, calling Kylie. Swearing when she didn’t answer either of her phones, he sped up, praying she would see him.
* * * *
Kylie sat in her house with all the blinds shut and her home and mobile phones both going to voice mail. She’d gotten home on Sunday from her dancing class and was still in the mood for music. So she’d turned on the TV to MTV and danced for a while, cleaning her floors and doing the washing up until a very familiar song came on. Not believing what she was hearing, she wandered out to stare at the
Markus got up and walked out of the studio, thinking about what he’d told his manager. He knew it was true. How could he not love her? She was the one thing he thought about before he went to sleep, and the only thing on his mind in the morning. She made him feel happier than he’d been since he was a boy.
* * * *
Markus had been busy the last two days, barely leaving the studio. His worry over leaving Kylie for the extra days eased when she’d rung him, raving about her surprise.
“I love it, Markus. The pictures of us on the beach look fantastic. Buddha was barking at himself when I put the music video on to watch. It’s not as good as having you here with me, but it will do. Thanks for recording our song just for me.”
He loved that she knew it was her song. It made what he paid for it to be done all worthwhile.
Coming up for air for the first time in days, he checked his phone, only to see he had six missed calls from family. Worried that something had happened, he called his mother. “Mama, is everything okay? I have lots of messages from family.”
“Congratulations, Markus, your new song is number one in our charts, and it’s top ten around the world. Everyone is calling to congratulate you and find out more about the woman in the video clip. You are obviously in love. ” He froze at his mother’s words and gripped his phone tighter, hoping what he thought had happened hadn’t.
“Mama, I haven’t released a song. I’m working in the studio now.” An uneasy feeling settled over him. “Please tell me the song wasn’t called ‘My One and Only’.”
“Yes, that’s what it’s called, very catchy. So when do I get to meet the girl? Is this the woman you met on your getaway?”
Rubbing his hand over his face and feeling as though he needed to pull his hair out, he took a deep breath and gritted out, “With everything that’s just happened, I don’t know if you’ll ever meet her. Um, that song was just hers, Mama.”
“Oh, Markus, I’m sure she’ll understand if she loves you, and from the video clip of you together and the way she looks at you, I’d say she does. She would be crazy not to. I’ll let you go and sort this out. Your father and I are very proud of you. Love you.”
“Thanks, bye.” He hung up and debated who to call first, Kylie or his manager to find out what the hell was going on.
The choice of his manager won. “Please tell me ‘My One and Only’ wasn’t released to the public.”
“Fuck. I was trying to get it sorted out before you came up for air. It was leaked only hours after you sent it to your girlfriend. I was going to call you today. I have the record company telling me you’re going to perform it at the awards show. I have the awards show ringing and begging for you to do it. I’ve been fending off magazines and TV programs, all offering big bucks for you to go on their show. It’s in the top ten in America. I don’t think I can contain it. I’ve been trying.”
Markus roared into the phone, picked up the closest thing to him, and threw it. “Get me a flight to Sydney, and pray she forgives me because, otherwise, you’re fired.” He heard his manager trying to interrupt. “If you mention the awards ceremony or anything else related to this industry, I will fire you right now. Get me a flight now!”
Ending the call, he got in his car and drove to the airport, calling Kylie. Swearing when she didn’t answer either of her phones, he sped up, praying she would see him.
* * * *
Kylie sat in her house with all the blinds shut and her home and mobile phones both going to voice mail. She’d gotten home on Sunday from her dancing class and was still in the mood for music. So she’d turned on the TV to MTV and danced for a while, cleaning her floors and doing the washing up until a very familiar song came on. Not believing what she was hearing, she wandered out to stare at the
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