Song Writing

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TW: s**cide

Olivia De Rose - June 26, 2018

I was sitting in the store and wondered when Zayn would come in. I told him to come at 8:00 and it was already 7:55. There was a beautiful sunset outside. Orange mixed into pink and ombred into a deep blue.

Elena and Ari helped me clean up but they left about 20 minutes ago, right after we closed. I was playing a tune on my guitar to pass the time when I heard the bell ring. I looked up and saw Zayn. He must've fallen asleep because his hair wasn't done and he was wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants.

Zayn smiled when he saw me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I laughed and put my arms around his neck. I nuzzled my face in his shoulder and he squeezed tighter around my waist.

"Nice to see you, Liv." Zayn told me in his delightful Yorkshire accent. I wonder if I'll ever go there and meet his family. Wait, I don't want to meet his parents! What if they'll hate me? I mean, why would I care? I'm not even dating Zayn so it wouldn't matter. Right?

"You ok there, Liv?" He asked, pulling away from our hug. I smiled and nodded.

"So I was writing this song earlier this week and I finished it a couple minutes ago. Do you wanna listen?" I asked Zayn. He nodded and I started singing the lyrics I'd finished writing while waiting for Zayn to come.

Starry eyed
Trying to keep this smile wide Watching other people find serendipity                                                     Setting my standards unrealistically    I try to be happy for them but it's hard when
You're left with just your guitar to strum

And I know it's inevitable to feel jealousy
I guess you can add heartbreaking to your list of weaponry                              Go ahead, run away with Heather
I hope you do better than ever               

She's good for you                                    She's prettier than I'll ever be
She's got perfect teeth and a perfect face                                                              She's the one who replaced me
I cried until I stared up at the moon
Seeing Heathers face in the craters

I paused but Zayn urged me to keep singing.

We were dream chasers                           Until they were too high
I knew that night we had to say goodbye                                                      C'est la vie mon ami
J'ai choisi le mauvais amant

So just go back to Heather

I ended the song and looked up at Zayn. His jaw was open and he didn't say anything.

"Liv, that was amazing! Who hurt you so bad?" He finally said in shock but then his voice turned into anger.

"Um, I had a boyfriend and we broke up last year. We were dating for a long time but then he decided he liked another girl named Heather and that's the end of that." I sighed, a sudden sadness coming over me. Zayn leaned towards me and held me in his arms.

"Just so you know, that guy is a douchebag." He mumbled into my ear and I giggled. A tear rolled down my voice and Zayn wiped it away with his thumb.

"Hey, it's ok don't cry." Zayn whispered comfortingly. I exhaled and stood up. I went and made myself a iced chai latte and made Zayn one too. I brought the drinks over and handed Zayn his.

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