𝐹𝐸𝐸𝐿𝑆 𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸 𝑊𝐸 𝑂𝑁𝐿𝑌 𝐺𝑂 𝐵𝐴𝐶𝐾𝑊𝐴𝑅𝐷𝑆-𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥 𝑇𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟

The smile that paints on yours

Eleanor POV:

Honestly it was as if the early morning with Alex I'd had was a dream, it was so euphoric that I thought I'd imagined him all along. Then the fucking rattling at my door woke me up.

"Mornin!" Jamie and Nick came strutting in, I always forget I'd given them a key to my room and I had one to theirs.

"Yes?" I asked tiredly, sitting up and pushing hair out of my eyes.

"It's 11, we're going out come on chop chop." Jamie pulled back the covers causing me to whine and groan like a child.

"Alex was just the same as you, he's still in bed as well.." Nick muttered as he made me a coffee.

"I was with Alex last night." I yawned, covering my mouth with the back of my hand.

Nick stopped pouring water into the mug and turned round slowly, Jamie released the quilt cover and furrowed his brows at me the same as Nick did.

"What?" I asked, wiping a bit of saliva from the corner of my mouth, I drool in my sleep. Bad habit.

"Why were you two together last night?" Jamie asked, glancing over to Nick and both of them sharing a quick eye conversation before looking back to me.

"Actually it was this morning, I was on the phone with my friend and stood out the front of the hotel and Alex had come out for a smoke around the same time, then I bumped into him and neither of us could sleep so we just went and got a coffee..." I rambled on.

"Oh." Jamie nodded.

"Is something wrong?" I asked them worriedly.

"No no, it's just you get on well with Alex don't you." Nick raised his brows a little, my mouth dropped agape in realisation and I scurried out of the bed.

"It's not like that oh my god." I laughed at the thought of it, grabbing a towel and heading into the bathroom I flicked on the shower before bursting back out into the room. Jamie and Nicks eyes following my every move as I rushed about.

"Pardon my accomplice, he's a twat when it comes to things like this." Jamie joked, glaring daggers at Nick who stood blowing raspberries back at him.

"Accomplice? Yeah right you can stick that up your ar-" Before he could even finish his sentence Jamie had thrown a pillow straight at Nicks head.

"Pillow war?" I questioned as I watched the two men shout "charge!" And full-on rampage at one another, grabbing whatever they could find and stuffing it into the others face.

I shook my head with a small smile as I slipped into the bathroom and locked the door.

"I hope you both clean up afterwards!" I called through the wall. The sounds of them grunting and swearing at one another could be heard from downstairs probably.

"Yes Mum!" They both chanted back sarcastically, I scoffed with a grin pulling at my lips.

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"Sooo where are we actually going?" I asked Nick and Jamie as we strolled down the corridor toward the elevator. Me nearly falling over as they wouldn't wait for me to put my shoes on so I had to walk and do it, that takes some skill.

"You're coming to the studio with us today." Jamie grinned at me over his shoulder, his smile mirroring my own at the thought of seeing them all play their music to me for the first time.

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The studio screamed "Art and talent" as soon as you stepped in, I felt bloody ridiculous even being seen in there. Large Photo frames of famous musicians aligned the walls, newspaper articles of musicians getting signed by the recording company, it was like fucking Hollywood here.