Big Time Love Story

Chapter 10

(Lilly's Outfit)
**Time Skip**(At Rock Records)
Katie and I just arrived at the studio. Kelly met us at the door with a smile.
KELLY: "Hey Katie, Lilly. Lilly, your song Trust Nobody was a huge success. We need more songs like that. Have you written any others?"
I nodded.
ME: "There are 4 punk type. Gasoline, Personal Insane Asylum, Madison's Favorite Toys, and Storm On The Sea. I also have 2 others that are softer and might not scare child."
I giggled. We were almost to the recording room.
KELLY: "Perfect. Looks like were already have a full album. When we get in the recording room, just go into the booth. Start off with whatever song you feel comfortable with and continue from there."
I nodded as we arrived at the recording room. Gustavo, Freight Train, and a recording guy were in the room already. I smiled at the 2.
ME: "Afternoon boys. You ready to get to work? I already have 6 songs for you."
Gustavo's jaw dropped. I handed Gustavo a copy of each of my songs then gave a music sheet to the other guy.
GUSTAVO: "You're better than the dogs. Ok, get into the recording booth and start off with Storm On The Sea."
I walked into the booth and put the headphones on. I stood in front of the mic. My music was heard and I started singing.

"STORM ON THE SEA"

Well it's little things like texts that don't come anymore
Valentine's I never received
And pictures of you that I never hung up
And that you never ended up taking of me
And the road was blocked with things we've already
Talked about
And shards of years we shattered from our screens
And you tell me how you've got it worse off but do you cry
When you dream
And they tell me to get to the rainbow
I'll suffer the rain
But right now my life is a hurricane
I've weathered the weather
Fought through the storm
Just to ask for a heart that don't beat anymore for me.
You're my storm on the sea.
And it's bigger things like comments you won't take back.
And fights that we never resolved
And nights that I spent trying to get you on the phone
But you never ended up taking my call
You've really done a number on my self esteem
You the guy I used to call my number one.
So laugh at me one more time under our setting sun
Mmmm-mmm
And they tell me to get to the rainbow
I'll suffer the rain
But right now my life is a hurricane
I've weathered the weather
Fought through the storm
To ask for a heart that don't beat anymore for me.
You're my storm on the sea.
Will you pull me through
Do you remember the good
I remember when the water was blue
And now I'm sailing without you
But I'd turn this ship right around if you wanted me to.
And they tell me to get to the rainbow
I'll suffer the rain
But right now my life is a hurricane
I've weathered the weather
Fought through the storm
To ask for a heart that don't beat
They tell me to get to the rainbow
I'll suffer the rain
But right now my life is a hurricane
I've weathered the weather
Fought through the storm
To ask for a heart that don't beat anymore for me.
You're my storm on the sea.
You're my storm on the sea.

I finished the song and saw the guy push a button. A few seconds later Gustavo talked into the mic.
GUSTAVO: "That was great, Lilly. Question. Do you know when the dogs are coming?"
ME: "Not sure. Kendall and Logan had to wake up Carlos and James first."
He nodded.
GUSTAVO: "Next I want you to do the song Gasoline. I know it's a bit dark but I think that's what the fans of Lilly Grace like."
I nodded and the punk music for Gasoline started. I started the song off with a high pitched "OWWW!" Then started to sing.

"GASOLINE"
No matter how I try this plate glass window just won't break
and I've tried the roof but it just won't support my weight
you broke my heart you broke my mind my self esteem
and now I'm lighting matches and swallowing a bottle of gasoline
Gasoline
Gasoline
I'll hit you harder than methamphetamine
Gasoline
Up on the wall I spelled your girlfriend's name in blood,
then screamed aloud, "I loved you like she never could."
I take the knife out from her chest and wiped it clean
and then I soaked her body head to toe in gasoline
Gasoline
Gasoline
I'll hit you harder than methamphetamine
Gasoline
I then added a psychotic laugh then continued the song.
I know my time is coming
I know my time is coming
You and your bff are running
I know my time is coming
You're gonna feel the bl bl bl blast
Gasoline
Gasoline
You ain't going fresh or going green
Gasoline
Gasoline
Gasoline
I'll hit you harder than methamphetamine
Gasoline
The song and I opened my eyes, not realizing that I had closed them. When I had started the song, only Katie, Kelly, Gustavo, Freight Train, and the recording guy were in the room. The boys must have come during the song because the 4 of them were standing their looking frightened and shocked. Kendall looked a bit freaked out.
ME: "How much of that did you hear?"
Kendall walked to the mic.
KENDALL: "We walked in as you were saying "I spelled your girlfriend's name in blood." Should I be concerned?"
I giggled.
ME: "My best friend, Rosie, wrote this when she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her. She told me that if I were to ever get a record deal, I had to put her song on my first album. I have another song written by a guy friend as well. He wrote it after he found out that his girlfriend, Maddie, was cheating on him."
GUSTAVO: "Well, I think you scared the dogs. Next song will be Madison's Favorite Toys. I'm assuming this is another dedication song?"
I nod.
GUSTAVO: "We'll add in the dedications to the back cover."
I nodded. The music started and I started to sing.

"MADISON'S FAVORITE TOYS"

Little boys in chains, a red masquerade that she wears around her lips to make her pretty
Purple on her eyes, stockings to the sky, then she sheds every shred of regret to hit the city
Just ignore the markings on her thighs, it's all for the attention
When all she does is wine and dine, well she forgot to, she forgot to mention
We are all Madison's favorite toys
She plays with all of us girls and boys
In a little world she calls her own
Teenage girl in bloom, Taylor Swift perfume that makes you smell like wonderlust and whiskey
How your eyes, they gleam shattered self esteem, that you broke when you choked on the blokes who filmed for Mickey
She'll tell you she'll be faithful as she sleeps with just a friend
She'll tell you that she's grateful in his bed, as she bends
We are all Madison's favorite toys
She plays with all of us girls and boys
In a little world she calls her own
Play with me, Madi please don't forget
Play with me, I'm not broken yet
Play with me, Madi please don't forget
Play with me, I'm not broken yet
Play with me, Madi please don't forget
Play with me, I'm not broken yet
Play with me, Madi please don't forget
Play with me, I'm not broken yet
We are all Madison's favorite toys
She plays with all of us girls and boys
In a little world she calls her own
We are all Madison's favorite toys
Little plastic soldiers that she enjoys
We make her feel less alone
Looks like she's caught another one
(Looks like she's caught another one)
Looks like she's caught another one
(Looks like she's caught another one)
Looks like she's caught another one
(Looks like she's caught another one)
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
A few minutes past and Kendall spoke into the mic.
KENDALL: "Have I ever told you that your friends are messed up?"
ME: "Hey my friends are awesome! They just are a bit...unique."
GUSTAVO: "Ok Lilly, next is Personal Insane Asylum. Let me guess, your version of a love song?"
I smiled and nodded.
ME: "Here that Kendork? I wrote a love song. Be ready to feel the love."
I giggled. The music started and I sang.

"Personal Insane Asylum"

Well if it's possible to get to you
I wear my heart on my sleeve
If it 'll shine through
Don't you tell me it doesn't matter
Take my hand
To make a stand
Cause you're my own
Personal insane asylum
My own
Personal insane asylum
Don't you know you win me straight
Yeah-Ow!
Butterflies to thrill me
And butcher knives kill me
They compromise the Rorschach,
And improvise a comeback
So take my hand
'Till the bitter end
Cause you're my own
Personal insane asylum
My own
Personal insane asylum
Don't you know you win me straight
Cause you're my own
Personal insane asylum
My own
Personal insane asylum
I'm the one you can't sedate
No!
The victim of circumstance
Never got a second chance
Chance
Chance
Cause you're my own
Personal insane asylum
My own
Personal insane asylum
Don't you know you win me straight
You're my own
Personal insane asylum
My own
Personal insane asylum
I'm the six that beats your eight

GUSTAVO: "Ok Lilly, come on out."
I nodded and walked out of the sound booth.