hellbound | h.s

ninteen

Loner by Maggie Lindemann
but it's by Wild Cherries

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*･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Rory *･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

I finished a whole ass song in one night. I'm not even fucking with you.

I was just writing and writing and bam. Best song ever made.

Truthfully speaking, it's a bit personal and you could even say it's a little sad if you think about the lyrics. But I think of this song to have such an upbeat sound to it that people wouldn't even be able to tell it's sad unless they looked into the lyrics.

When I first finished the song, I had to tell the girls straight away.

"Emergency meeting right now!" I scream to Sage as I run out of my bedroom to see her cutting up celery that I guess she is going to make ants in a log with, which she literally does all the time. Like she does that fucking daily.

Sage flys her head in my direction and speaks, "What?! Emergency meeting!? Like with Madison and Everly?? Now?!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Get them here right now." I say as I take one of her cut up celery pieces, needing some energy before I show my song idea.

After whatever happened with Harry yesterday, which honestly was a turning point for me, kind of made me have the huge realization that I need to change. So, overnight, I've come up with a new 'fuck it' motto.

I'm going to stop being some weak little bitch that doesn't know how to take the truth and can actually live life.

"Okay, I texted Madison and Everly. They should be here in less then ten minutes." Sage says as she runs to me out of breathe. She plops herself on the couch next to where I just sat down, putting her hand over her heart, probably trying to stabilize it.

"What's with the heavy breathing, Sage? Do I need to give you mouth to mouth?" I ask her with a small chuckle.

"Nope. No mouth to mouth today. I just sprinted all the way to my room to text them and all the way back. I'm pooped." She says, her breathing nanking it sound like she just ran a marathon.

"Maybe we should workout together or something because I'm getting vibes that you shouldn't be that out of breathe after running such a little ways." I tell her, amusement in my tone.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You can't be the one talking. You almost had a heart attack while running the small distance from a car that was parked outside an ice cream shop, to inside the said ice cream shop." Sage then exposes me, her breathing getting back to normal.

"Touché. I was just excited to eat ice cream though. That had nothing to do with the running." I lie straight through my teeth, looking side to side a bunch of times.

Sage raises one of her eyebrows at me, calling bullshit, but I just look away with a laugh. "So... how are you feeling after yesterday? I know whatever happened must have brought something up from your past." Sage then tries to play the therapist role, which I really don't need right now or want to think about.