Scribbles

I Want To Write You A Song

Date Started: 6.20.16
Date Finished: 6.24.16
Summary: The making of Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart.

A R I A N A

"Okay so take five and then we'll start all over again. Good?" Scooter asks and I nod, placing the headphones back in place and leaving the booth.

I grab myself a bottle of water, craving tea all over a sudden but still drank half of the bottle. I sat down on one of the comfortable chairs, thinking of other songs I should put in for my second album. I wanted a ballad but I can't seem to think of any ideas to go with it since my mind always goes blank everytime I try to write.

"Hey Johan, got any ideas?" I ask him, he nods and my face lights up. "Yeah, I already composed a melody but it's not finished yet" He frowns a little but gives me a reassuring smile right after.

"Have you been writing other songs for your album?" Scooter asks turning on a few lights, since I've always liked recording in the dark. His eyes were scanning over some scattered papers on the floor before looking at me with questioning eyes.

"Well yeah but I wanted to write a ballad but my mind is not working" I frown at myself, wanting to just leak the album so my loves can already hear it but we all know I can't do that. Scooter will have my head.

"Why-" Scooter was cut off when knocks can be heard from the door. "I'll get it" I say, a hint of enthusiasm in my voice.

As I open the door, I wasn't expecting a mop of curls and a set of green eyes staring at me. "Hi." He says and my mouth immediately dries up, my breath hitching in my throat. I stood there frozen, wondering if my eyes have deceived me.

"Oh hey, Harry" Johan waves in the back, breaking the sudden tension in the room. He gives Johan a polite smile as he waves back before his eyes land back on me and I freeze in place again.

"May I come in?" He asks, a hint of smirk on his lips. Oh yeah.

"Right, sorry. I just zoned out" I awkwardly laugh, stepping aside to let him in. He gives me a small smile, his dimples prominent. I want to poke them and squeeze his cheeks.

I softly closed the door and picked up all of the scattered papers on the floor.

"Harry" Scooter stands up and they shake hands. "What brings you here today?" He asks with a wide genuine smile.

Harry scratches the back of his head before answering Scooter's question. "Uhh, I just came to stop by and say hello. The lads and I are in one of the other rooms recording our fourth album too" He says with a shy smile and I swoon as I stare at his adorable face. Just look on how cute this guy really is.

"Oh right, I've noticed a few of the producers working with your fourth album are also helping out Ariana here with her second album." Harry nods at Scooter's statement.

"Well, you're just in time, Harry. Do you want to write a song for Ariana? See if anything good comes from it?" Johan points at me and my eyes widened. Wait what?

"Uh, yeah sure" His British accent notable and I feel my heartbeat rapidly beating at my chest. His deep and raspy voice mixed with an accent will be the death of me.