T.D.Z (B3 of the Rebel Payne Series)

Chapter 17

OH MY GOD!!! Did you guys see the SOML video!?!?!? soo beautiful!! i cried. i'm being dead serious i cried. It was seriously one of the best videos i have ever seen! :') okay, continue your reading.

_________________________________________________________________

~Avril's POV~

I was already back home playing video games with David. "so how was your date with Louis?" he asked.

"It was fun and nice. then Harry called and told him he needed him." i said.

"Oh hey guess what." David said completely changing topic.

"You found a hundred bucks and you're gonna give it to me?" i asked.

"Even if i did there's no way in hell would i ever give it to you." He said. i rolled my eyes. "Have you checked out the website since you tweeted about the tickets?"

"No" i said shaking my head. he grabbed his laptop and opened it. he typed in a couple things and showed me the screen. my mouth fell open. "Already 2000 tickets sold!?"

"Yeah! if this keeps up it'll be sold out in no time."

"Holy shit!!" i said shocked. "this is so amazing!!" i said jumping up and hugging him.

I pulled out my phone and made a new tweet.

@RebelAv: already 2000 tix sold!! rehearsals tomorrow. can't wait to see you rebs at the show! ✌️

"Okay we need to work on more songs." Said David.

"I know." i said.

"How many do we have?" he asked.

"Like 4. there's Here's To Never Growing Up, Demons, Too Young to Care, and Anything." i said.

"Okay get your song book we need at least 8 more. Come meet me in the music room" he said. I got up and went to my room. i got my song book and went in the music room where i saw David holding a guitar. he can play, he just prefers drums.

I opened up my book and we got started.

~*~

3 hours later we had 2 new songs. only two! Radioactive and Titanium. "okay. now we have 6. we still need another 6." i said.

"I know i'm thinking. What do you do to write songs?" David asked.

"I need inspiration. it usually comes to me while i'm doing something." I said.

"Well think! we need more!" he whined.

"I'm thinking!" i said. this is way harder than it looks.

I heard the door open and close downstairs. probably Dylan. "hey guys!" i heard him shout.

"Hey!" we both shouted back. I heard footsteps and soon Dylan was standing in front of us.

"What ya doin'?" he asked.

"Writing songs. what does it look like?" David asked

"How much you got?" he asked looking

over my shoulder

"Just two. can't think of anything." i said.

"Wow i thought you were actually good." he said rolling his eyes.

"Hey. how bout you fuck off!" i said sticking my middle finger up at him. i plopped back into my beanbag chair.

"Ooo! i got a song idea!" I said now sitting up. Then i stopped and shook my head. "wait, never mind."