Chapter Eight

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Awsten's pov

"Come on guys, we have till next week to perfect these songs so let's get them done." Harry says

"So who's going first?" Luke asked

"I think you guys should since you actually have songs done you know?" Liam says to Luke.

"Makes sense." Ashton nods grabbing his drumsticks and running up the stairs to the auditorium stairs.

"Okay who's gonna be the announcer?" Michael asked pulling his guitar strap over his shoulder.

"Louis! You're the loudest!" Otto says

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?" Louis sasses.

"Well you're definitely loud in be—"

Finish that sentence Styles and I won't sleep with you for a month!" Louis threatens.

Harry scoffs "You couldn't handle all that's sexual tension."

Louis smirks "Wanna bet, I'll just tease you everyday.all.the.time." Louis says climbing on his lap and grinding on him with every word.

Harry gulps "Nevermind."

"Thought so" Louis says climbing off his lap.

"Get it Tommo the tease!" I yelled

"Oh shut up Awsten." Louis said flipping me off.

"Louis! Introduce us!" Calum yelled laughing a little bit.

"Okay, Okay, Up on the stage is— what? Oh that's funny Hazz okay. 5 Seconds Of Winter!" Louis yells

"Very funny Edward." Michael says flipping him off.

"It's funny!" Harry yelled laughing all at once.

"Okay, okay. 5 Seconds Of Summer!" Louis yells

"Alright boys, 1,2,3,4." Ashton says before staring off the beat of the song.

La la la la la la da da
La la la la la la da da

Ooh!

Just a kid it's all the same
Growing up, it doesn't change
Who are they to try and put us down?

Had enough of what they say
Sick and tired of all their games,
Stand up and sing it with me now.

La la la la la la da da
La la la la la la da da

So save me from who I'm supposed to be
Don't wanna be a victim of authority

I'll always be a part of the minority
Save me from who I'm supposed to be

So tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me,
I don't wanna be another social casualty.

Social casualty

Just a girl turned eighteen
She ran away to chase her dreams.
And they said she wouldn't make it far.

She took a chance and packed her bags
She left town and didn't look back
So tired of wishing on the stars

La la la la la la da da
La la la la la la da da

So save me from who I'm supposed to be
Don't wanna be a victim of authority

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