"Ugh!" I groaned as 5 people started jumping on my bed.
"Come on Lydia! It's time to get up." Niall laughed and they all tackled me. I just started laughing. This is going to be a fun summer.
"Alright, alright. I'm up." I giggled. I pushed them all off of me and jumped right out of my bed. I stood there staring at them.
"Well, get out so I can get changed." I laughed. They nodded and everyone but Harry left.
"I think I'll stay." He smirked sitting down.
"Um no. I think you'll leave." I giggled pushing him out the door. I shook my head and laughed to myself while walking to my closet. I slipped on a red/maroon colored dress with short, black, studded boots and I left my hair natural and applied a small amount of makeup.
After getting dressed I headed to the living room.
"So, what's going on today?" I asked as I plopped down on the couch between Harry and Louis.
"We're taking you to the recording studio." Harry smirked.
"Oh yeah..." I sighed.
"Why do you seem so nervous? You're amazing and no one else is going to be there." Liam comforted.
"Besides us." Zayn laughed.
"I'm just afraid my Uncle is gonna find out." I sighed.
"So what if he does. He'll see how talented his niece is." Niall smiled.
"But I'm not really close with him. The last time I saw him was 2 years ago. I feel like he'd be upset with me that I went behind his back." I shrugged.
"It'll be fine. Besides we will all be there." Louis said hugging me from the side.
"Well, we might as well get it over with. Let's go." I giggled standing up. We all headed downstairs and got into their car. It was big enough for all of us so it worked the best.
Once we got to the studio, we slowly snuck in and made our way the the recording studio where the lads record.
"Quick in here." Louis whispered and we all rushed in the room.
"Wait, why do we have to sneak in if this is your recording studio?" I asked confused.
"Simon doesn't like us in here alone... He's afraid we'll break something." Harry explained and I laughed a little.
"What song are you gonna sing?" Niall asked.
"Erm, I've written some songs but there all at home. So I was thinking a cover of one of your guys' songs." I shrugged.
"Sounds great! Which one?" Zayn stated.
"You decided." I smiled softly.
"Story of My Life." Harry suggested. I nodded and walked into the sound booth and picked up a guitar. I sat on the stool in front of the mic. When they were ready the gave me a thumbs up and I started singing.
Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
And I'll be gone gone tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
