july 2nd
lacy
"ugh i don't want to do this anymore, can i just come with you" i groan into the phone to
my boyfriend
"lac i've been gone for 2 weeks like" he laughs "only 3 more weeks and i'm back in the uk and yer can see us whenever ya want"
"hm i can't wait to have my boyfriend back from his tour" i smile with a moan as i stretch in bed, i am exhausted but this is the only chance i get to speak to sam
"are you tired? you can go to bed you know i'll be ok" he says, i can hear the smile in his voice. my body relaxes at the thought of sleep
"no i want to-" my sentence is interrupted by a yawn "hear all about what your up to"
"it's okay lac go to sleep"
i groan in protest making my boyfriend let out a chuckle "no sam i miss you too much to fall asleep"
"i'll stay on the phone then" he suggests, i laugh at him thinking he is joking "i'm serious lover, i'll even talk away until your asleep. you need yer sleep lass"
"hm ok" i hum my eyes already shut and my body snuggled up in the duvet
"well i'm a bit shit at this like" sam laughs, i've placed my phone on the pillow next to me where he would usually be laid "i dunno what to talk about"
"anything" i mutter half asleep "or sing or something, i just want to hear your voice"
"hm ok" he says pausing for a moment clearly thinking of a song, i giggle slightly when he starts to sing the lyrics of mardy bum by arctic monkeys but slow and softly, we've somehow made this our couple song without even realising.
"laughs and jokes around, remember cuddles in the kitchen yeah to get things of the ground"
i feel myself drifting off the more he sings until i'm basically asleep "goodnight darling. i love you"
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"ok i have a few ideas" i smile to the producers in the studio with me. it's my first time working with them as it's the first time i'm working on new music since leaving syco records and i am so excited as i have complete free will over my music and career.
"have at it" one of the producers named Luke says moving out of the way so i have a clear view of the piano, guitar and sound system.
"okay so this song is really personal so i don't want it as a single but i think it's still important to have on the album so people can relate to it" i explain setting myself up at the piano.
"it's called everybody dies"
"everybody dies
surprise surprise
we tell each other lies
sometimes we try
to make it feel like
we might be right
we might not be alone
be alone
"everybody dies
that's what they say
and maybe in a couple hundred years
they'll find another way
i just wonder why you'd wanna stay"
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july 30th
"why can't we just stay home, kissing, cuddling, shagging and doing nothing else" sam whines as i apply my lipgloss
"because sam, these are our best friends. we're not missing their bloody gender reveal" i laugh at him placing the lipgloss into my hand bag, i stand up and join my boyfriend in the full length mirror
we are both dressed in pink as we both agree we think the baby is a girl, it was only appropriate
"your so beautiful" sam smiles admiring me in the mirror, despite us being together for over a year now if you don't include our break up, i still blush every time he compliments me.
and i know i should trust him but while i look at myself in the mirror i can't help but think the complete opposite.
i'm gaining weight, and to my doctors, sam, my therapist and dad that is a good thing. but in my mind it doesn't feel like recovery it just feels like i'm a fat whore.
"come on we don't want to be late" i force a smile walking off from the sight of me in the mirror. sam must have noticed my sudden dismissal as he grabs my arm gently spinning me round so im staring right at him.
"what's wrong darlin?" he asks brushing a piece of hair behind my ear
"nothing now can we go" i rush my heart beating
"your beautiful lac" he repeats "you know your beautiful right?" he says with concern, i nod rapidly trying to blink back the tears.
"sam we need to go, this is the one day that you have a break from tour and everyone is getting together, im not being the people that are late"
the drive to dean and sophie's new house is silent, comfortable silence but still worries me.
we haven't yet been to their new house but once we arrive our jaws drop at the sight of the large house.
it's amazing, with piles of cars in the driveway we walk through what feels like a maze to get to the front door
"how the fuck is he affording this because i'm sure not paying him that much" sam says in awe looking at the big white house in front of us
"we'll have a house like this one day" i smile taking his hand as we wait for someone to answer the door "but even bigger"
"aye we will" sam smiles kissing the side of
my head before the front door swings open to a distressed sophie
"fucking hell there you two are!" she gasps yanking us in "deans gone crazy...everyone has shown up wearing pink and he wants a boy"
me and sam crack a smile looking at each others pink outfits
"not you two too!" we head deans voice say from a long hallway "not to be sexist or anything but i was planning on making a footballer or a guitar god, not a prissy pink princess"
"dean!" sophie yells "my hormones are calling you a cunt already you don't want to make them call you anything worse!"
me and sam burst out laughing at the look on deans face as he becomes scared of his girlfriend
"right now that you've had your warning do you want to share the honour of telling sam and lacy the news" sophie suddenly smiles, her moods are switching in an instant and it is hilarious
"don't be laughing at me fender!" she suddenly shouts at my boyfriend who straightens up in fear "yer won't be laughing when you've got lacy pregnant and she is doing this to ya!"
"ok soph let's not terrorise our baby's god parents" dean laughs joining his girlfriends side. me and sam pause all of our movement
"what?!" i gasp looking at them and then sam who looks like he could run around the house he is so happy
"aye well who else were we going to pick? there isn't any other people we'd want more" sophie smiles
"really?!" i smile "i think tom and ruby would be pretty decent-"
"oh shut up ya divvy, no one could compare to you" sophie smiles pulling me into a hug
holy shit. i'm a godmother.
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will we talk? {sam fender}
Fanfictionone song. one friendship. one love story. Lacy Hope is a singer from london hoping to make it big, after her first single selfish goes straight to number 5 a week after it is released at just 20 years old, she is asked to do BBC live lounge to cove...
