Chapter Ten; "You hit like a little bitch anyway"

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Andie's POV

"Gimme your song book" Gilinsky says. "Why?" I brought my book to my chest. "I wanna see your lyrics, weirdo" I handed him my book. "Well, this is...creepy" "Which one?" I leaned over. "Super Rich Kids" I nodded. "Yeah" Sammy grabbed the book and skimmed through it. "Aww, I like this one" He smiled. I raised my eyebrows, "Be My Baby".

"Oh, yeah...I love that one" I stood up and grabbed my book. "I wrote it a couple nights nights ago" I smiled up at Johnson. He smiled back, blushing.

"If you know how to be my lover

Maybe you can be my baby

Hold me close under the covers

Kiss me boy and drive me crazy" I started singing. Johnson started beatboxing, Gilinsky humming and Sammy tapping his foot.

"Be my, be my, be my

Be my, be my baby

Be my, be my, be my

Baby, and drive me crazy" I smiled and we all started getting really into the music. 

"If you know how to treat me

You know how to touch me

Baby then you'll get the chance

The chance to love me

It's obvious I want to be into you

But it all depends on all the things you do

Cause babe I promise, I promise

If you keep it real with me

Be honest, be honest

You can get anything you want

That you want babe

Just show me everything I need to see

I'll give you anything boy" I walked around the room, singing loudly and dancing. I used Sammy's brush as a mic

"If you know how to be my lover

Maybe you can be my baby

Hold me close under the covers

Kiss me boy and drive me crazy

Be my, be my, be my

Be my, be my baby

Be my, be my, be my

Baby, and drive me crazy"

"I'll give you all of my trust

If you don't mess this up

You ain' tryna get no other girls

When you in the club

All you got is eyes for me

I'm the only girl you see" I looked at Jack and he nodded, smiling. Sammy was snapchatting.

"So if you treat me right just the way that I want you

Oh baby boy I promise that I'll be on you

Oh oh oh oh oh on you

Night to the mo-oh-oh-oh-oh-orning

If you know how to be my lover

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