Attitude Change (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11 - Look after you

Note for this chapter, pretend that "Look After You" by The Fray hasn’t even been written yet and that Alexa wrote it herself, thanks.

Alexa’s P.O.V

Thank god that I have a bit of peace and quiet now that all of us have settled to the tour bus which is currently en route to the infamous London O2.  Which shouldn’t take that long I hope, because no offence intended to the gang but they are really getting on my fucking nerves, well maybe that was a tad bit offensive.  

But, anyways now I’ve got some time to write my new song - you didn’t see that one coming did you?  That one aside, I’ve locked myself in the bathroom with one of Niall’s guitars - courtesy of Lois, because for some reason Niall won’t let me near his precious guitars because of my “anger issues” pffht yeah right.  Well, thinking about it maybe he has got a point - but the fact that I didn’t give a shit before it doesn’t mean that I am short tempered, which I am but that’s besides the point.

I strummed some random chords with the guitar before the order of the chords clicked into place. I’ve got to remember to write those chords down with the lyrics that I had written on some scrap paper on the journey down.  Now to bond the two components in holy matrimony.

If I don't say this now I will surely break

As I'm leaving the one I want to take

Forget the urgency but hurry up and wait

My heart has started to separate

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

I'll look after you

There now, steady love, so few come and don't go

Will you, won't you be the one I'll always know?

When I'm losing my control, the city spins around

You're the only one who knows, you slow it down

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

I'll look after you

And I'll look after you

If ever there was a doubt

My love he leans into me

This most assuredly counts

He says most assuredly

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

I'll look after you

(After you)

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

Oh, oh, oh

It's always have and never hold

You've begun to feel like home

What's mine is yours to leave or take

What's mine is yours to make your own

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Be my baby

Oh, oh, oh

I was strumming the last chord of the song when I heard a noise of someone at the door and I instantly stopped the last chord from ringing out, what I just don’t like when people listening in on my song writing after the you-know-what incident and I opened the door to find most of the group - well except Zayn, he was most probably on his phone with his fiancée; Perrie because the wedding was fast approaching and he had one or two surprises up his sleeve about it- they all tumbled into the already cramped bathroom making it a claustrophobic person’s nightmare.  Then was then time that they all managed to open their mouth at the same time, which believe you me is a headache in itself.  I quickly and adequately shushed them, to find that Louis - who was unsurprisingly, on the bottom of the pile was still talking.

“Lex, that was the most beautiful song that I ever heard. Will you play it again out in the open so I don’t get this badly squashed again.”  And even though I couldn’t see his face I could feel that he was doing his puppy dog eyes and pouting his lips, I know him that well - but he should know well enough by now that I do not sing in front of people, Christ sake why would I be in the fucking bathroom if I didn’t have a problem with singing in front of people.  This was then followed by Niall’s warnings that if I did anything to his baby that he would do something bad.  This was immediately followed by Lois and Louis simultaneously saying “Pffht, yeah right.  Niall you are about as scary as a baby penguin”, this of course led to Naill having a full blown hissy fit and sulking off to his bunk while muttering a string of profanities while everyone else just laughed.

Paul then emerged from somewhere, notifying us that the bus had arrived to it’s destination in London, and everyone shot out of the bus as if their arses were on fire while Louis and I lingered on the bus while I gave him another performance of “Look After You”.    

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Thanks for reading this crappy chapter, not my best work but hey ho.  But please take into consideration that i write my chapters on the spot as i do not pre plan.

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