ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ COSTARS! R.P 1

𝗫𝗜𝗜𝗜. 𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔

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𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝙥𝙤𝙫

"so how is the album coming along?" my manager mela asked me

"um yeah about that" i laughed playing with my fingers "i only have selfish , how am i just supposed to make an album"

"madison you can write an album just think about it and do it , write about past experiences" she told me handing me a notebook

"i really need you to kind of hurry this up , people want more from you" she formed her lips into a line "you can do this i know you can don't let them down" she walked out of the studio closing the door

"fuck" i groaned and leaned back into my chair

𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨. mela's words replayed in my head.

my last song was kind of well depressing sort of , so why not throw in a little up beat song.

i placed my computer audio on and grabbed the guitar before playing a little snip of it and then placing it back down on the floor , i turned back to the notebook she left me and picked up a pen and started to think.

for some reason i couldn't get baby by justin bieber out of my head today.

i was scribbling on the paper before writing down a lyric

Baby, baby

i tried to think as much as i could but nothing came to me at all.

i started to think about my mental health and coping ways and that's how i could the rest of that lyric.

"Baby, baby, tell me what's the antidote"

and how i called rudy late at night when i needed him.

"Wouldn't text you this late unless there's something wrong"

the way that he would touch me in ways i couldn't even explain.

"I look too good to be in this bedroom"
"Without someone to touch me like you do"

i placed all of the lyrics in a paragraph making them all form together

"Baby, baby, tell me what's the antidote
Wouldn't text you this late unless there's something wrong
I look too good to be in this bedroom
Without someone to touch me like you do"

i patted my back in victory finally having some sort of idea.

with selfish doing so well i had to have a song that was just as good.