Last First Kiss {A One Direction Fanfic}

Chapter 6 - Recording

Chapter 6 - Recording

The boys continued singing a few more songs. I kept watching intently and enjoyed the new songs the boys were singing. They were much better than their old stuff. It was so corny, and typical boy band crap. But this, this was so much better. It was like they had matured as not only performers but as people too. What am I saying? I hate them! Snap out of it Cassidy!!

“Soo… I’m guessing someone liked it” Louis said with a massive smirk on his face. I pulled myself away from my thoughts and retorted.

“Don’t get your hopes up, I was just daydreaming, I do that when I’m bored.” I gave smirked back at him. I didn’t even want to look at my Dad, because I know the disappointment that would be imbedded on his face.

“Ok then. Lads lets go again.” Louis and the boys began walking back into the booth.

“Boys what are you doing? The songs sounded great and you have finished for the day. Dan, Sandy, Jon and Josh have to go in now and record the next songs instrumentals.” My Dad looked at them shocked as to why they were even thinking of going back in. The boys looked at each other and then at me.

“What are you looking at me for? You don’t need my approval.” I said, confused as to what was actually going on.

“Well, until you tell us that we sound great and that you like the songs. We are all going to keep going. Until we can turn a hater into at least a liker, there is no point in settling for ‘good’ for people who like us.” Zayn explained matter of factly. I was surprised at their matureness and want to impress the haters. To gain new fans and not just want to stick to being ‘safe’ and ‘what is expected by them’. I was very impressed but I wasn’t going to tell them that.

“Fine, sing all you like then.” I said, convinced with my answer.

“Can you please at least tell us what we should change. The melody, the lyrics, the way we sing it, who sings what part?” Liam asked, almost as if he was really sad. Boy did these boys really want to improve. I looked at the rest of the boys who were all looking down at their feet.

“Your lyrics are ok. At least they aren’t as pathetic and cliché as your last album”

“HEY!” Harry interrupted my explanation.

“Do you want to know my opinion or not?” I asked simply but impatiently.

“Boys let her speak. Go on Cas, we really need your help” Niall pleaded.

“As I was saying, your lyrics are better but they could be great. Your singing is good but with a few lyric changes you would be able to use your tones and notes a lot better. The instrumentals are great, they don’t really need to be changed, unless new lyrics need them to be. And that’s about it really. Oh but I think you should stop always letting Zayn, Harry and Liam have all the solos. I mean you guys have nice voices, but it seems like you are just pushing Niall and Louis out of the songs, and they have nice voices too.” I finished my speech and looked up at everyone. Everyone was staring at me, even my Dad was shocked. I didn’t really understand what they were staring at, I was just telling the truth about how I felt.

“Wow…” My Dad managed to get out.

“What?” I asked everyone, still completely and utterly confused.

“No one has ever said that before.” Louis said still with his mouth open.

“Said what?”

“What you just said. Telling the truth about how you actually feel. Most people around here just say we sounded perfect and move on. Give us a new song to sing. But you actually told the truth on how you felt about us. It was a good thing we decided to work with you and your Dad.” Zayn explained.

“Wait, you chose to work with me? Really? Why couldn’t you have chosen someone else?” I asked, annoyed that they got to choose me to work with them since they know I don’t like them.

“’Cause we were hoping for exactly what you just gave us, the truth. Thank-you.” Harry chirped in before kissing me on the cheek. I hit him on the arm and he mouthed ‘sorry’.

“You wanted my opinion.” I stated.

“But now we need your help.” Harry continued.

“I’m not following…”

“Well since you said we need lyric changes. You now have to help us make those changes.” Niall explained as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Oh no! No way!! I’m here to sit with my Dad and watch him work. Not help you with your lyrics!” I exclaimed, absolutely pissed at the thought of spending ‘quality’ time with them.

“No you have to Cas! You have your book with all your lyrics. They are absolutely amazing. Use it to help the boys. You could make a winning song. It could be a hit!” My Dad exclaimed in utter excitement.

“You have a lyrics book? Can you sing?” All the boys asked at once.

“Here it is!” Dad held up my book as I tried to jump up and grab it. He threw it to the boys and Harry caught it. I ran over to them trying to get it off them. But my Dad grabbed me so that the boys could look at my lyrics.

“Wow, these are…” Harry began.

“AMAZING!” Louis finishing his sentence.

“Thanks…” I muttered, still glaring at Dad for doing this. He always wanted me to record my songs. Simon had begged me to do it when I was here last. He heard me singing to the radio when I was sorting out things in Dad’s office. From then on, he has been trying to get me to record ever since.

“Wait can you sing?” Liam asked.

“Sing for us!!” All the boys exclaimed at once.

“Yes Cassidy, sing for them. You really should. Since you will be recording a song with them.” I turned around to see Simon standing behind the boys. My eyes lit up when I saw him. He was such a nice guy and literally the only person in SYCO that I actually liked.

“Ummm… no I’m not?” I said more as a question and not as a statement.

“You and the boys are going to write a song together. That song will then be on the new album. You will also help the boys finish off some of their other songs so they are perfect for all the ‘haters’ and all of their fans.” Simon explained, he smiled at me and at all the boys before giving them a hug and shaking Dad and the other guy’s hands. He kissed me on the cheek and with that, walked out of the room.

I can’t write a song with them let alone sing on it! I don’t even like them, and I certainly don’t want to be broadcasted with them. Why did Simon do this?! WHY?!!!