Moan {HIATUS}

Moan

The companies and resturants (except for a few such as Modest Management) are all fake. The have come from my imagination! I don't own any of the singers mentioned (the real ones) in this story. Nor do I care that they are not signed with the fake company!
You should actually check out some of the people mentioned ( Adele, Veronica Falls, and London Grammar)

check out @harrysburger this was her plot idea (it's in itallics)
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Sasha, CeeCee, and Ava are signed with Coral Incorporated. Coral Inc. is a record label. They have signed many people like Adele, the Editors, Veronica Falls, and London Grammar. This company loves the new, uprising girl band. The girls are starting on recording their second album. They are constantly at the recording studio.

Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn are signed with Modest Management and are now currently working on a new album. The are constantly in the recording studio. But did they know that Coral Inc. also uses the same recording studio?

Excerpt:

"I don't want or need to hear this from you!" He shouts. I flinch back, but retaliate, not letting him scare me.

"What do you want to hear? How much of a fuck-up you are from one of your best mates? Your manager? Your family?" I shout back at him, throwing my hands in the air.

"I don't want," He pauses long enough to shove me against the nearest wall of his bedroom, putting his large hands on my upper arms, "to hear this shit from you." He lowers his volume and it scares me.

"What do you want to hear then Zayn? Hmm?" I falter with my bravado, but try not to show him. He gets real close to the neck and ear. So close I can feel his warm breath on my neck.

"I want to hear you moan." He moves his hands. One goes on the side of my body, on my ribcage. The other goes on the wall behind me. "I wanna hear you scream my name. I want to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk. I want to have you trembling." I gasp at his dirty words.