You Make Me Wanna Die (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction)

Rooms!!! Continued

Mila's POV

I walked into the showers. Shane in one, Me in the other. We started singing a random song we wrote.

"Jimmy's in the back with a pocket of high, If you listen close you can hear him cry. Oh lord heaven knows, we belong way down below" Shane sang beautifully.

"Judy's in the front seat, picking up trash, living on the dolle gotta make that cash. Wont be pretty, wont be sweet, she's just sitting here on her feet singing oh lord heaven knows we belong way down below" I gave it all I got.

"Oh lord tell us oh we belong way down below" Shane sang deeply.

"Which one we putting up today anyway?" I asked, breaking the jamming out session.

"Eh probably, the one you wrote about Harry all those years ago" Shane chuckled.

"Rodger Dodger" I rinsed my hair and turned off the shower.

"Rodger Dodger" Shane mimicked me in a weak, pathetic voice.

"Fuck up, Shane. You see if I were to run up to my room in my towel. Do you think the boys would see me?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Probably but go for it" Shane slid on his boxers and looked me dead in the eye.

"But.."

"No Mila! No buts! You have nothing to be ashamed of, you are beautiful. Now go walk through your house half naked!" Shane kissed my forehead and pushed me towards the door.

"Fine! But if I get caught. Im blaming you!" I opened the door and rushed through to the living room, the boys turned around and just...stared with wide eyes. I froze, as embarrassed as ever.

"Alright, move along nothing to see here" Corey walked past and picked me up, carrying me to my room and dropping me on my bed, leaving.

"Ah FUCK!" I giggled. I slid on my leather leggings, a black top with a catholic cross on it, shaped with gold studs and black 4 inch heels. I curled my hair and out it in some up do sorta thing. I put on mascara, winged eyeliner and blush. I coloured my lips in bright red and decided I was ready for the video.

I texted rose, from the other side of the house asking if she was ready and to come up to my room. Within 2 minutes rose arrived in my room, wearing black ripped jeans, a red t-shirt, straightened hair, red high heels and heavy black eyeshadow.

"Bitches be readayyy" Rose grinned and walked out of my room. It was around 3pm.

"Shane! Corey! You ready?" I walked over to the couch with all the one direction lads and shane and corey.

"Yup" Corey popped the p.

"Why are you girls so dressed up?" Zayn asked confused.

"No reason!" I grinned and walked down to the other secret room with Rose, Corey and Shane. We unlocked the door and chose what song to sing. It was indeed the song I wrote about harry a while back. I turned the camera on and started speaking.

"Hey peeps hey!" I grinned.

"New song!" Rose screamed.

"Yup, hope you likey" I smiled. A couple of seconds later Shane started playing, slowly accompanied by Corey on the drums.

Rose shortly joined in on electric guitar, barely noticeable.

And then...I sang.

Louis' POV

My blood boiled, that Shane was way to close to Mila and I did not like it one bit.

"We're going to see that room" Niall declared. Everyone nodded except for me.

"We don't have a key!" I moaned.

"I have a key to the other room maybe we can hear from there" Niall smirked.

"Woah. Nialler! How did you get that?" Harry asked.

"Im a little teapot, sneaky and irish" Niall sang and skipped down to the basement, of course the lads and I followed him. He unlocked the door. I stepped in.

"Woah" Harry sighed.

It was a giant personal gym, one side covered in pictures of fit girls like michelle keegan and....Eleanor calder???!

"She's using your ex as some sort of...inspiration" Niall traced the photo with his hand. I felt immediately bad for assuming Mila would do something so horrible behind my back and that she doesn't see herself as good as my ex. I should be the one to make her feel beter when she is down or insecure. Im going to fix this.

"Actually niall, its called a thinspiration" Zayn said looking around.

"Shut it, preacher" Niall glared and zayn backed off a little.

"Guys I hear talking" Liam said and we saw a door we silently pressed our ears up to it and began listening. I heard guitar...then drums then more guitar.

Suddenly a beautiful voice erupted from the room.

Take me, Im alive.

Never was a girl with a wicked mind.

But everything looks better when the sun goes down.

I had everything.

Opportunities for eternity.

And I could belong to the night.

Then your eyes.

Your eyes

I can see in your eyes, your eyes

You make me wanna die

I'll never be good enough.

You make me wanna die

And everything you love will burn up in the light.

And everytime I look inside your eyes.

You make me wanna die.

They kept singin until the music stopped abruptly.

"Shit guys come on" I ran up to the living room with the boys and sat on the couch and pretended to be reading a magazine. God knows what magazine.

"Eh lou" Harry pointed to my magazine and i noticed it was a victorias secret catalog. Before I had time to put it down they came stroling in.
"Wow you were gone a whole 15 minutes" Zayn said, faking shock. Mila tolled her eyes and went up to her room. I followed her like a lost puppy and knocked on her door. She said come in and I came inand sat on her bed. She came from the bathroom wearing only a black lacy bra and a black thong.
"Relax tommo, im going for a shower" She giggled cutely. I bit my lip and checked her out.
"Grow up, its just like a bikini" Mila drew a long towel from her wooden chest.
"Except alot sexier" I whispered and she heard me. She bent infront of me to give a quick kiss but instead i grabbed her eaist and pulled her on the bed. She giggled and kissed back. She eventually got off me and went for a shower locking the door behind her. Boy oh boy i am dating a sexy woman...and she doesn't even know she is.