Chapter 10: Silly Irishman
recap:
"You never told me you could sing." My eyes widened and I turned around to be met with a smirking Liam.
"Because I can't." I don't think I'm that great of a singer. I know I'm not awful. But it's not, amazing! "Now could you please go wake up the boys and tell them breakfast is ready?"
He nodded his head in agreement and disappeared up the stairs.
present:
Hope's POV~
I can't believe that just happened! No! If he says anything I am screwed! Then all the boys will want me to sing and I can't do that! I hate singing in front of people! I have stage fright! Yeah I know what you probably thinking, what 17 year old girl has stage fright? Me! I do! I am terrified of being the center of attention.
I started to hear doors open so assumed Liam's waking up the boys. So I got all the plates of food and started placing the in the middle of the table. Then I grabbed six plates and placed them around the table along with the forks and knives.
Then there was the sound of footsteps running down the stairs. So I quickly grabbed my food and placed it on my plate before Niall could get to it. I grabbed three pancakes, five pieces of bacon, two sausages, and a scoop of eggs. Yeah I eat a lot get over it. My stomach is a bottomless pit when it comes to food. Kinda like my brothers.
Anyway the four boys came running down the stairs and to be he table with Liam trailing behind. They all say down and started attacking the food. And Niall started whining on why I got the four leaf clover. "Because one, I made all this, and two your not the only Irish one here you know."
He let out a hmpf and crossed his arms like a baby. He started pouting and giving me the puppy dog face. Ugh why must he do this to me? I let out a sigh and transferred the four leaf clover onto his plate.
Everyone let out a chuckle, "no one can resist Niall's puppy face," Harry stated.
Niall just smiled really wide and dug into his plate once again. I even let out a chuckle at that.
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After breakfast:Everyone left to the lounge while I offered to wash all the plates. I finished washing up and headed upstairs to take a shower.
I turned on the water and stripped off all my clothes. I stepped into the shower and started to shampoo my hair. Through out my shower I started to sing again. But this time I started singing an original I wrote. It's called photograph. ( I know it's Ed Sherman's song but just pretend she wrote it for this)
"Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel aliveWe keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen stillSo you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come homeLoving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we dieWe keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen stillSo you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be aloneAnd if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you goWait for me to come home [4x]
Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soulAnd if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you goWhen I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."_________________________
A/N
I actually kept my promise for once! I updated when I said I would. Wow this is new! But seriously I need to get my shit together!
I just visited my best friend in the hospital today so that's why this update is a bit later in the day than it was supposed to.
Any way, let me know what you think so far! Keep voting and commenting if you want me to keep updating!
I really enjoy writing this story and I hope you enjoy reading it!
Anyway I'll talk to you cuties later!
~Em xoxo
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