Pov : Chris / 1:45 / Bedroom
Last day of summer. Yay. I woke up and checked my phone . It sho was blowin up while I was sleep . I had a bunch of text messages . One of them was from Austin .
Come outside we gotta rehearse for the battle of the bands─ Austin @1:3O
I aint comin outside . Its rainin why the hell would we practice in the rain ! ─Me
Nigga we can practice in what you mah call it basement─ Austin
:/ Nah my nigga I aint comin . ─Me
I put my phone under my pillow and layed on my side . Next thing ya know . The doorbell ringed ... It was them :/ I opened it .
" Wake up nigga " , Don said .
I sighed and leaned on the door , " Yall get on my damn nerves " , I said while itching my head .
" C'mon niggaaaaaa you the head person in this group we cant practice wit out you " , Isaac said . He put his foot on the door when he saw me attempting to close it in his face . " I aint playing yo" , he said .
" Shit im comin just go somewhea" , I said .
" Ok . My house in the basement " , James said . Our group is called The Weeknd, we've recorded a dozen of songs but we aint famous, yet. I closed the door and grabbed sweat pants , and a black shirt that has the nike sign on the right sleeve. Slipped on some socks and my Nike slippers . Washed my face, grabbed an apple, and brushed my teeth. Grabbed my phone and went to James house. We we're rehearsing this song I wrote two days ago . I named it, High For This.
Lyrics :
[Verse 1]
You don't know what's in store
But you know what you're here for
Close your eyes
Lay yourself beside me
Hold tight for this ride
We don't need no protection
Come alone
We don't need attention
[Hook]
Open your hand
Take a glass
Don't be scared
I'm right here
Even though you don't roll
Trust me girl
You wanna be high for this
[Verse 2]
Take it off
You want it off
'Cause I know what you're feeling
It's okay girl I feel it too
Let it beat baby breathe
I swear I'm right here
We'll be good; I promise
We'll be so good
[Hook]
Open your hand
Take a glass
Don't be scared
I'm right here
Even though you don't roll
Trust me girl
You wanna be high for this
You wanna be high for this
You wanna be high for this
You wanna be high for this
You wanna be high for this
( A/N : I think we all know that Chris and his crew really aint The Weeknd, but lets just imagine that they are kay kay! + sorry that its so short, next chapter is gonna be much longer c: )
