Youforia [N.H]

48

Niall Horan

August 1st, tour bus.

"Written on these walls are the colours that I can't change" she sings, playing her guitar that she's fallen in love with.

I think I'm falling in love with her.

"Leave my heart open but it, stays right here in its cage" she smiles sweetly, nodding her head and playing a pretty finger picking song with the lyrics.

I'm also falling in love with this song, we're all gathered in the back of the bus, Summer as well. We're using the time to go through songs for the album, Aycie has a few she's written that we haven't heard yet but this one is really striking a nerve. I don't know why.

A good nerve though.

"I know that in the morning I'll, see us in the light up on the hill" honestly I'm trying not to look like an idiot, I'm fighting a smile and it's starting to hurt. She used to be so shy about singing in front of people but she seems to have gotten used to it since it's pretty much all any of us do when we're working, it's normal.

But I fucking love hearing her sing so much.

She sits on the sofa next to me, wearing a pair of red track shorts that had two white lines on each side and an embroidered Hawaiian flower on the corner of her left leg. She was also wearing my crazy mofos shirt that she had taken a liking to ever since she first wore it, but I don't mind, I like it when she wears my clothes.

"Skip skip skip, I've already done the chorus once, Zayn this bridge would be sung by you" she murmurs in concentration as she still picks through the strings

"And I've been waiting for this time to come around, but baby running after you is like chasing the clouds" she reaches a higher in the last words that she drags out a little more and my heart bursts with pride as I assume she nails what she had gone for. "And then there's the chorus again." She stops playing. "This next one's called just like a movie."

"Story of my life is in my top five" Louis gives his thoughts and I lean over to give him a high five.

"Me too" I agree.

"It's always a risk when I write songs you don't request but I'm glad you like it" she smiles, already starting to warm herself up to a new song on the guitar.

"All the ones I don't request end up being my favourite, history is also one of my favourites. I love the one I requested though, midnight memories, that might end up topping clouds for me, and then are you bored yet, Harry's song. Oh and little black dress I really fucking love that one." I accidentally start rambling and when I see Zayn sat with his eyebrow arched at me I decide to stop talking, my cheeks feeling very warm all of a sudden.

"You're flattering me again" she giggles quietly, her jaw stretching into a yawn as she relaxes against the back of the chair a little more.

We continue to go through more songs, the more she sung the more excited I was getting for the album. The songs were so fucking good and I can't wait to see how great it's gonna sound when it's all recorded professionally and put together into a track list.

Asking her to do this for us was the best damn decision I've ever made, I knew I wouldn't regret it.

"Am I aloud to look at your notebook?" I ask her as she goes through some lyrics with Liam on the floor who had requested another song from her.

"Yeah, you know where you're aloud to look" she nods and passes it back to me.

There was a very calm atmosphere in the room. Harry had passed out not long ago on the sofa with his hood up, his hands in his pockets and his legs stretched out in front of him, Zayn was doodling something next to him with a pencil and a notepad, Louis was watching a football game on his phone and Summer was editing photos on her laptop.