Chapter 87- Must Be Tris

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"BUT ITS ALMOST CHRISTMAS!" I say through the phone.

"I know, but I'm sorry, we just need to stay in..... Nottingham because we have to do an interview on Christmas Eve." Brad says.

O no.

"Fine." I sigh. "I guess I'll see you after then?"

"You will." Brad says. "I love you."

"Love you too." I say.

"I.... Gotta go.... Bye." Brad says as he hangs up before I could say a word.

"Bye." I sigh, setting my phone down on my bed.

It's currently 3:00 in the morning and I just got of the phone with Brad.

They're still on tour. And I haven't seen him for 2 weeks.

Sucks.

I miss his damn hair.

Kidding, but I miss him.

Anyways, apparently there's a big time change in Nottingham or wherever they are so I don't know why I'm so wide awake at 3 in the morning.

I was really bored and Michelle, Gianna, and Brookelyn were in Gianna's room, sleeping. Basically in the other side of the apartment.

I decided to just do a cover.

@jjcontreas- hey what's up people up @ 3 in the morning ! going to upload a cover soon . live . ;) x

I set up my camera, having a really sucky studio light set up in front of me.

I sit on my bed, having my guitar on me.

"Hey what's up guys." I smile. "Please excuse my appearence because I should be sleeping but you know.... Ya." I laugh. "So this is Sweater Weather, 3am short versionish cover."

I start to to play the chords, how it's supposed to go.

"All I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand
In California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater
Let's have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh

She knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no

'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Coming down
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no

'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa... whoa
Whoa, whoa...

Whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa... whoa
Whoa, whoa..." I smile, turning of the camera.

Eventually I uploaded the cover, in black and white.

sweater weather cover // jj contreas // 3am cover

When it's 3 in the morning, what else do you do?

I slept.

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"JAY WAKE THE HELL UP!" Brookelyn screams.

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