Chapter 9 ❤️

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LAURA'S POV

We arrived at the studio 15 mins later. I said hello to all the band members and their manager. He introduced himself as Andy. (A/N: I've got no clue if that's their real manager's name, so I just made that up.) I was told to take a seat on a couch outside of the recording studio.

"Okay! I want to start recording 'Hearts Upon Our Sleeve'!" Said their manager, getting up and telling them. So they all took their instruments, Luke his guitar, Calum his base, Michael his guitar and Ashton his drums.

"Ohhhh Ohhhhh Ohhhhh
We were our hearts upon our sleeve.

There's a part in my heart that you'll never change

There's a dream so alive it's an endless flame..."

They sang a couple other songs before Luke stopped and whisperd something in Andy's ear.

"Okay! Laura! Come here!" He yelled from the studio.

"Okay," I said getting up confused and going in the studio.

"Luke here told me that he wanted to record something with you, so would you like recording a song with them?" He asked me, tapping his pen on his notepad.

"Okay I guess," I shrugged.

"What do you want to sing?" Asked Calum.

"I don't mind really."

"Amnesia seems like a good song," stated Ashton.

"Fine by me," I told them getting close to the microphone.

"Okay everyone ready? Go!" Yelled the manager.

"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted
I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted
And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine

Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?
When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all

The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone
I'll admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel alone
And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around

It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on
It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long

It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

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