Sixteen

Asher's POV:

"No, I won't be able to do that. I need a break." I looked nervously at Bob.

Continuous two hours doing recording again and again can be summed up in one word.

Boring.

The recent single was to be done by now. Bob had been more tensed about it all. After all, he was the manager. But he knew too that I am definitely not a fan of work. What can I say? I tend to take a break after every hour.

"Well then, we'll continue it tomorrow." Bob said with a sigh.

He knew me too well.

I directed a grateful smile towards him and went towards the elevator. Pressing the 18th floor, I waited for it to reach.

9:00 pm.

That's what I had been thinking about during the whole recording. Because that is when I'm going to pick up Melody from the gallery. I don't know why but every part in my body is impatiently waiting to see her.

That's what had been going on these past few days.

When she had told me that she needed a ride, I felt bad. Really bad. I wanted to be there for her. And I hadn't. So,