Reflection: Adopted by Fifth Harmony

A Little Too Much

About a month later, I was laying on my bed in the hotel room absolutely bored and working on a new song when Lauren entered the room and sat next to me, ”Hey short stop.” The girls were supposed to be at a studio a block or so away, so I was confused at first, but then I figured, maybe she was taking a break.

The Reflection album was set to come out December 4th, so there’d been a lot of hustling around. Lauren and I had kept up contact on a cordial basis, rumors of  Camila and Austin began swirling around like crazy, Normani and I had become really close, as well as Thomas and I, and Dinah and Nela (affectionately dubbed Nilla Wafer) tried to involve me in as many of their little dates as possible. Taylor ended up getting a girlfriend, but we awkwardly attempted to keep up a friendship, and Tae and I had gotten into a stupid argument, which basically ended that. So basically, I was having one of the best and worst months of my life.

I looked at her, emotionless. “Yes?” I was tired of the constant up-and-down game.  It was reminiscent of the works of the song Who are You ‘Either you want me, or you don’t I need to know…’

“I wanted to apologize for what happened last week...between us. I was upset and I had no right to take it out on you. However… I want to be the first to know something.”

“Okay?”she looked extremely nervous, and I was, too I realized.

She took a deep breath before continuing, “Um… back on the X-Factor, I was confused. I met Camila and she helped me figure some things out.”

I knew instantly where the story was headed.

“She came up to me and she was so bubbly that she’d made me feel good about myself. We got close. Stuff happened. Whatever feelings there were kinda got lost in the mix of becoming a group and getting famous, and only recently-”

“Lauren, stop.” I held my hand up.

“No, you need to hear it, Paige. It needs to be said.”

“No, it doesn’t. I’ve heard it all before, and I’m happy for you. Proud actually you’re not lying to me, or yourself anymore.” I said, smiling tightly.

“O-Okay.” She stared at the floor, “But you’ve got Taylor, right?”

“No.” I frowned, “Taylor has a girlfriend.”

“....Well… what about-”

“Don’t say it. HE dropped me for his new girlfriend as well. I’ll be fine, I promise.”

“Still friends?”

I nod, looking the green-eyed girl in the eye. She nodded back before waving at me and standing, exiting the room again. Once she was gone, I flipped off the light and grabbed my iPod off the charger, plugging the headphones in. Letting one particular song filter through the speakers and into my body. I took a deep breath and let the music in, and the tears out.

 

She would not show that she was afraid,

But being and feeling alone was too much to face,

Though everyone said that she was so strong,

What they didn't know is that she could barely carry on,

 

But she knew that she would be okay,

So she didn't let it get in her way,

 

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,

But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,

And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,

And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much,

 

She would always tell herself she could do this

She would use no help it would be just fine

But when it got hard she would lose her focus

So take my hand and we'll be alright

 

And she knew that she would be okay,

So she didn't let it get in her way,

 

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,

But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,

And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,

And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much, yeah.

 

A little too much, I said a little too much, oh.

 

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,

But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,

And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,

And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much yeah!

 

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,

But you gotta re

alize that soon the fog will clear up,

And you don't have to be afraid, because we're all the same,

And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much.