Chapter 13: Date?

Seeing his two brothers drunk, Ethan got up to help his two brothers back to the apartment. As he helped the two walk back to his apartment they began arguing.

"You have no ounce of pity.." Martin said with his eyes closed. "Mom had to work tirelessly, and you outa made problems here and there.."

"Oh shut up! Stop being perfect you punk, you also made problems. You got a woman pregnant and Mom didn't have any money to pay off the hospital bills! I had to fucking steal for your fucking wife!" Anthony replied.

"Did I even ask you to steal you dumbass?" Martin added.

After paying for the cab, Ethan and his two arguing brothers were back at his apartment.

His two brothers were sleeping on the sofa, they couldn't move their bodies but kept arguing with one another.

'I hope they will leave tomorrow..' Ethan thought as he locked his room and slept the night.

When morning came, Ethan's two brothers were dead silent with one another. 

"So are you two leaving?" Ethan asked and Martin nodded in response.

"Yeah, also my wife asked for your signature.." Martin said and put a piece of paper and pen.

"Oh sure.." Ethan answered looking at his two brothers.

Ethan bid farewell to his two brothers as they left. Ethan smiled seeing the leaving car. 'It was such a tiring night..' Ethan thought, although he was planning on sleeping he heard everything his two brothers were spouting.

What made it fun hearing the two was that they were crying. 'Hah, it was a fun night..' Ethan thought and dressed up as he went to the company.

"Hey, Ethan!" Noah greeted me with a happy smile. "So how was your time with your brothers?" Noah asked.

"It went well," Ethan replied with a smile. "It went great that I have a new idea for a song."

"That's amazing, but for now Henry's busy with your two songs.." Noah whispered and pointed at Henry with huge eyebrows drinking coffee. "Anyways actually we have a bit of a tight schedule...New York University asked for you to sing.."

"Eh? But I only have two songs.." Ethan said.

"It's kind of a joint concert, SweetTooth is going to perform 15 songs, and the rest of the five is for you....Umm, although the three songs haven't been uploaded yet, Ryan and I thought that it would be a good idea to promote the songs as well...We also talked with SweetTooth and he agreed." Noah said.

"Oh...Well, I guess, so when is the concert?" Ethan asked.

"Tomorrow morning, that's why we're all currently busy. You also have to rest for your upcoming performance Ethan...Henry also asked for your presence inside the studio since he wanted to hear your suggestions." Noah said.

"Got it," Ethan replied and went to the studio to help Henry.

....

'What am I doing here again?' Ethan thought to himself, he was sitting whilst waiting for his date. 'Wait is this even a date?'

Natalie messaged Ethan through Noah to ask him for an interview over dinner.

Of course, Ethan couldn't pass up the interview thus he agreed. Now he was sitting waiting for Natalie.

"Ethan! I'm so sorry I'm late. Anyways have you ordered your food yet?" Natalie asked, she was wearing a silver dress with her hair parted on the right side.

"No, not yet.." Ethan replied.

"Oh, you should have ordered! Anyways, waiter!" Natalie called and the waiter gave them the menu.

"So while waiting for our food, let's start the interview?" Natalie asked and Ethan nodded his head in response.

The questions were short and precise though, and Ethan answered with ease. After asking ten questions and the food arriving the interview was done.

"Thank you so much for the interview Ethan," Natalie said and shook hands with Ethan.

"The pleasure is all mine," Ethan replied.

"Why don't I take you home Ethan?" Natalie asked showcasing her sports car.

'Are host's this rich?' Ethan thought and took up the offer.

"Never saw a car like this before Ethan?" Natalie asked.

"No, this is my first time seeing a car like this," Ethan said.

"Puahaha, you're honest, aren't you? I like that about you." Natalie said.

It only took a few minutes and Ethan was standing in front of his apartment building. After saying his goodbyes and thanks Natalie left.

'Damn, I want a car just like that..' Ethan thought.

When morning came, Noah was trembling while driving Ethan to New York University. This was his musician's first Concert, yet instead of Ethan the one trembling it was Noah.

"Noah calm down, the car is shaking.." Ethan said.

"I-I'm so sorry Ethan, I'm excited and worried...This is your first concert and I'm worried, we are new and maybe they wouldn't ya know.." Noah said with a trembling tone.

Since Ethan was still new, Noah was worried no one would know Ethan and worse Ethan would get embarrassed!

As they arrived, some crew escorted Ethan and Noah to the backstage. There were many makeup artists and Noah was conversing with the stage production director while Ethan was sitting as the Makeup artist busily contoured him.

After putting on the makeup and clothes that Noah brought. Ethan was ready, he had an earpiece and was holding a microphone. SweetTooth was still on the stage performing.

51,000 students. That's how many students currently watching the show. Ethan's grade was still at C, he knew he couldn't give out a powerful show like SweetTooth who has been in the industry for five years now.

"Are you nervous?" One of the crew asked. He was an old man holding a cane wearing a crew's uniform.

"Yeah.." Ethan replied to the old man.

"Well it's like that since it's your first performance, but as you get more famous and perform more concerts then you get used to it.." The old man said. "Your name is Ethan Pattel right?"

"Yes? How did you know?" Ethan asked.

"My boy everyone knows who you are, I was very curious hearing that someone so young made rounds in the industry. My name is Edward Garner by the way." The old man said.

"Oh, nice to meet you sir and what did you mean about the industry?" Ethan asked.

"That's for you to find out, by the way, I think it's your turn." The old man pointed at SweetTooth who bowed his head.

Ethan held his mic, and the crew immediately gave him instructions,