"and then i could go with the bridge like, 'i've been looking sad in all the nicest places' and then you add the 'baby baby i feel crazy' back up vocal", i told zayn as he nodded, his fingers hovering over the white keys.
"I've-ive been seein' you in all these empty faces"
"all night, all night and everyday",
he sang making me grin.."i've been looking sad all the nicest places"
"baby, baby i feel crazy"
"Now im in a cab i, tell 'em where your place is!"
"What is happenin' to me?"
"HOLY SHIT!", i yelled, my hand over my mouth. "Did we just construct a whole bridge and chorus in like 15 minutes?" "Yeah we did", he laughed.
"Ah! ok, super cool. So jack you know what to do right?" "Yeah i got it", jack yelled from inside the recording booth, fixing up the microphones.
We were asked to make the soundtrack for 50 shades darker, and even though those movies and shows aren't my style, i decided it would be a fun project, and then they paired me with zayn. Which meant it would be more fun.
"This was a blast!", i giggled hugging zayn. "Yeah, i had alot of fun", he smiled. "What about the music video?" "Oh i think they're filming that in like a month, i guess", i shrugged.
"Oh ok, cool"
"Oh well, i have go to the airport now, i need to fly all the way to australia", i groaned. "last show right?". I nodded. "Wow, 100th show, that's, that's impressive" "Not as impressive as what one direction did every year", i smirked, causing a smile to creep up on zayn's face. "Its nice to see that the boys understood, when i wanted to leave"
"We all did, we all need breaks, and no one should be punished for that..the boys love you, and they got you", i told him, patting his back.
"Awe, you're sweet", he said, putting an arm around my shoulder, walking with me to the entrance of the studio, rolling my suitcase along the floor. "Well, have a safe flight", he wished me, lifting and putting my gold suitcase into the boot of the car.
"You are coming though right?" "I wouldn't miss that for the world", he smiled. I nodded and waved, opening the drivers seat and sitting down, seeing zayn lean against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets, acknowledging my wave with a smile and nod as i peeled out of the parking lot and made my way to the airport.
Queensland, here i come.
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