Alone

Sing

Dats Quinn's voice. Yay:))) ^
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Quinn Marshall

I wake up to someone screaming.

"Oi, Zayns got a girl in his bed!" I hear

I wake up startled and see a guy about the same age as Zayn standing in the doorway, staring at me.

I screamed bloody murder and Zayn jumps off the floor, and out of his slumber.

"What. The. Fuck. Louis" he says through gritted teeth, then he screams "GET OUT!"

I stare at, supposedly, Louis as he looks shocked and leaves the room.

"I'm sorry for that, are you ok?" Zayn asks getting up from the floor and sitting with me in bed.

"Yeah" I say flustered "Sorry for screaming"

"It's alright love" he said and kisses my cheek, making me flinch

He blushes and says "Sorry"

"I'm going to go see what they want, I'll be right back" he says and leaves the room

I plop my head back on the pillow and stare at the ceiling until Zayn comes back. A couple minutes later he did and told me that Simon, there manager or something like that, I didn't really get it, needs to talk with the band.

"Ok" I say "What do i do?"

"You can just explore if you want, just don't break anything alright?" he says and smiles

I smile back. "Can I freshen up a bit?" I ask biting my lip

"Of course"

I walk into the bathroom and take a quick shower, and brush my hair and teeth. I walk back into the room to see my clothes that I was originally wearing, are washed and cleaned, are placed on the bed neatly. I smile and put them on then leave the bedroom. I hear the soft murmurs of the people downstairs. I walk around for a bit until something catches me eye, a recording room.

I slowly walk in and my eyes widen. It's beautiful. I walk over to the panel and graze my hand over the buttons. I take another step and almost trip on a cord but I saved myself, thank god that panel was there, I would've just fallen straight on my face. I walk into the recoding booth and stand in front of the microphone. I've always loved to sing, It helps me through my problems, to be able to sing your emotion through a song. I don't think I'm any good, but it helps a lot.

I take a risk and decide to give it a try, the boys are with simon in the living room, they won't hear me and the mic isn't turned on so it's all good. I start to sing a song that really expresses my emotions, I love this song.

Say something I'm giving up on you

I'll be the one if you want me to

Anywhere I would have followed you

Say something I'm giving up on you

And I am feeling so small

It was over my head

I know nothing at all

And I will stumble and fall

I'm still learning to love

Just starting to crawl

I shut my eyes and let the lyrics sink into me, as tears stream down my face.

Say something I'm giving up on you

I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you

Anywhere I would of followed you