Like lol. I just named it after an app? HAHAHAHA. But anyways. Thank you for the request AetherMae! You're pretty much help! :) you also can approach me for request!

"Okay, you're hired." Your uncle said to the new floor engineer, which you barely looked at because of the things that you're handling now. You've got few folders in your hands and you need to review it right away. The problem too, you're thinking about somebody to hire for being your own record musician. But because you've got unique taste for music, you're struggling to search for another artist to hold.

"Thank you, you mean much for me." You're struck there with his voice. You looked his way, to see a guy who wears tight jeans and loose Polo. You smiled at him and nodded, you followed your uncle and headed in the committee meeting.

"So, this is it Y/N. You're finally turning to be my heiress and I know that you'all do good. Besides, you've earned it so, God bless to you and your company!" Your uncle cheered as you started to take a deep breath, this is finally the time that you hated the most. Hated but like. You just settled it in between because with your passion for music drives you here and you think this is the right thing that will ever happen to you.

*few days later...*

When you're walking up in your establishment's lobby, you're always receiving this type of flowers that are very rare kind. That always boosts up your mood and admire the flower's simplicity. 

"Good morning," you greeted your employees, they greeted you back, just like they really don't know that they're talking to the head of this company.

"Uh-oh," you said as you started to twist your legs while waiting for the elevator to open. Your eyes started to become watery and your face started to heat up. You wanna dance just to beat the feeling of throwing up but you can't. You have to act decent or else, it will reflect your company.

"Hey are you okay?" The guy who was handling mops looked at you, you smiled at him and bit your lip. You can't really take it anymore. It will drop!

You handed the flowers in to the janitor while you're rushing to go to the girl's comfort room. You looked at anyone in the cubicle and glad that there's no one in there. You felt safe.

After urinating, you immediately faced the mirrors and saw yourself. The make up was now smudged because of the sweat that formed in your eyes and everything. 

"Everybody wants somebody who doesn't want them. You want somebody else baby.."  you heard a muffled rockstarish voice coming from somewhere, you just stood there in silence and waited for the voice to linger again.

"You want somebody oh, you want someone, somebody else, somebody else."

You just stepped there, slightly opening the door and seeing the chubby cheeks guy standing there in front of you, with flowers in his hands and the lyrics like he was serenading you. You gasped at what you saw.  He surely looks like an angel. And his voice... it's everything that you ever wanted to hear.

"Oh my gosh."

"Holy smokes."

You both giggled for few seconds and then smiled.

"Hey! I'm so sorry, I'm Y/N by the way. Your voice really sounds nice." You complemented him, he blushed in front of you and extended his arms out for you.

"T-this is yours right?" He stuttered, you blushed and smiled. You grabbed the flower and about to walk back to the mirror.

"I'm Patrick!" He yelled. "Would you mind if I asked you out for lunch later? My treat." You smiled. Is it time for negotiation or date?

After couple months and months turned to years, you and Patrick were always jamming over his apartment, still he doesn't know that you're owning the company.  That would come on later.

"Hey! You should grab your own food you know?" You yelled at Pete who was stealing your pizza on your plate that Patrick offered you.

"I'm sorry, but pizza is just hard to resist." Pete winked with an open mouth, grabbed your pizza and then ate the half crust out, you looked at him in disbelief and vehemently punched his arms.

"Did we miss something?" Joe asked, you just pouted and looked at Patrick.

"Tomorrow evening, meet me in that famous pizza bar. It's my treat. Don't bring Pete with you." You mumbled and Patrick slumped down in the couch with you.

"Y/N, I've got something to say."

"So do I Patrick." You responded, he smiled.

"I don't want to be a janitor at all." He confessed, looking down in the floor. Joe joined Pete in the couch which made you all stuck at one couch. You're hardly pushed against Patrick and your faced were nearly touching each other.

"I want to be a musician but I never really got the guts to do so. And besides, I just got to be a janitor because of you."

"What? I... I don't understand." You stuttered out, he cracked a smile.

"I only did the chance to be a janitor because of you. Because I hardly like you ever since I laid my eyes on you. After my shift being a janitor, me and the gang started to play some songs here on my garage and never performed at all. So... we would you honor us to play a song in front of you?" He asked, you just grinned. Speechless it was.

"Here goes the song for you, this is titled Grand Theft Autumn/ Where is Your Boy. Hope you like this one."

They played you some couple of songs and finally, Patrick asked you to be his girlfriend.  Of course, you did say yes and you spilled out the little secret that you hardly like him too, specially the company. You hired them and the band became famous, but Patrick and you planned to get marry in the year 2009.

(Thank you for reading youngbloods! I'm so sorry if I'm not able to meet your expectation. XD )