Andy Calder

Lyrical

"Andy, we want you to write a song with us for our next album," Zayn says with a smile beginning to show on his face.

Shock hits me like a tidal wave. I can feel my smile grow bigger than usual. This is an amazing opportunity!

"I'd love to! When?" I ask cheerfully.

Zayn's eyes flash with excitement. He gives me a quick, strong hug.

Then he answers," We mainly just kinda write them during your and stuff. We all write our ideas down in our song books."

My smile feels permanent on my face.

"We even got you a song book. You can decorate it how ever you like," he says, handing me a brown leather book.

I take in my hands and run my fingers over the soft cover. My name is imprinted on the front, and a small leather strap holds it closed.

I open the strap and flip through the lined pages. The fresh smell of a new book drift into my head. I reach over and hug Zayn.

"Thank you," I whisper.

He gives me a slight squeeze in response. I let go and run across the plane to where a table sits. I want to get started right away.

My mind races with all my ideas for songs. I quickly find a pen and jot it all down. When I'm finished, five pages are filled with lyrics. The next thing I knew, the pilot was announcing our landing.

Once the plane landed, we were ushered out of the airport and into a black SUV. There was barely enough room for all of us. Heck, Louis was practically sitting on Harry's lap!

We pull up to the hotel and quickly got out. We went straight into the elevator and up to the pent house. It was huge.

"Hey guys! I just got an invite from one of our friends to a party tonight! It's about ten minutes from here," Niall shouts while looking at his phone.

"Yes! Let's go!" Liam jumped on board.

"Woah, woah, woah, we can't leave Andy here alone!" Louis reasons.

I shuffle closer to the corner as they try to figure out what to do with me.

"Let's just bring her along! She can't get into a ton of trouble," Liam says after about ten minutes of argument.

The rest of the boys just agree since they want to get to the party so badly. They all change into more stylish clothing. I just grab my song book and a beanie and wait by the door.

The boys rush us out to another car and give the driver directions. When we get there, the yard in front of the mansion is full of cars. The driver parks and Zayn pays him. We all get out and head inside. The boys all separate as soon as we enter the large house. I'm instantly left alone. I walk toward the kitchen, but I don't go in because of how crowed it is. I step out onto a patio and sit at a table. I pull out my song book and start writing.

1,2,3

Straight off the plane to a new hotel. Just touched down you could never tell.

Big house party with a crowed kitchen. People talk shh but we don't listen.

Somebody sits down at the table. I glance up, but I don't recognize the person. I go back to thinking of my next lyrics, but I draw a blank.

"Aren't you a little young to be at this party?" the guy that sat down asks.

He looks to be about the same age as Niall.

"No," I say simply.

He lets out a small snort before arguing a little.

"Come on, you're like 10!" he laughs.

"And you're like drunk!" I say back, sass clear in my voice.

He stands up and walks over to where I am. He puts one of his hands on the back of my chair and gets close to my face. The scent of alcohol fills my nose.

"You better watch your mouth princess," he snarls.

"Back off peasant," I say through my clenched teeth.

He grabs my arm and pulls me out of my chair. My song book falls to the ground next to my feet. Before I can think, I punch the guy in the face. He falls to the ground with a loud thump. I grab my song book and rush inside. I stop just for a second to add to my song.

Tell me that I'm wrong, but I do what I please!

I close my book and rush to try to find one of the boys. I finally find Harry talking to a slutty blonde.

"Harry," I say once I finally get next to him.

"Andy?" he asks, turning away from the girl.

The girl glares at me and let's out a pouty huff.

"Andy, what's wrong?" he asks, noticing how out of breath I am.

"A guy on the porch was talking crap to me, so I punched him. Now, I think he is after me," I say quickly.

Harry runs a frustrated hand through his hair and looks around the house.

"Okay," he sighs,"go out to the car. I will find the rest of the guys, and we will be out right after you."

I nod and push through people to find my way out. When I finally find it, I let the fresh air fill me with relief. I find my way out to the car and climb in. The driver isn't in there, but there is a note for the boys saying where he went.

I curl up in the back seat and wait for the boys. I check my watch.

11:00 pm.

My eyes slowly drift shut as I wait for the boys.

What's taking them so long?

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(A/N)

Thanks for all the comments last time guys! It meant a lot to me so I tried to updated fast! I hope you liked this chapter! The end is near!

-Gabby