Niall's Pov
"I miss the old you
The one that held me down and kinda told the truth
At Warwick every Wednesday
Can't control you
Partyin' with rappers
Actin' hoeish too
You got yourself a singer, ah
When it was on, we was on fire
Even let you and your girls go whip the Ghost 'round town
Draped you head to toe in Gucci Ghost, wow
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I'd take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so distant
And you got so fucking cold
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I used to hold you
I used to hold you
And that ain't cost nothing, baby
Real love don't cost a motherfuckin' penny
I miss the old me
I miss the way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs controllin' me
It's all your fault, baby
Still reaching for the Henny
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I'd take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so rich and couldn't trust none of these hoes
I miss the old you
(Take you shopping for them clothes, before I got so distant and you got so fucking cold)
I miss the old you
Before you fucked G-Eazy
Both the Migos too
Started bumping 21
And now just 'cause we do
On the slow notes, late night
Beartrap, mansionz
I got snoozegod on my right
I pour a 4 up in my Sprite
When it was on, we was on fire
Even let you and your girls go whip the Ghost 'round town
Draped you head to toe in Gucci Ghost, wow
And I never got a single fucking thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so distant
And you got so fucking cold
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I used to hold you
I used to hold you
And that ain't cost nothing, baby
Real love don't cost a motherfuckin' penny
I miss the old me
I miss they way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs controllin' me
It's all your fault, baby
Still reaching for the Henny
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so rich and couldn't trust none of these hoes
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I miss the old you."
"Niall how many times are you going to put your earbuds into your ears and take pictures of your food while you think I'm not looking?" Louis groaned putting salad on to his fork and eating it.
"Until you realize that I don't want to talk about it." I replied eating my salad and then snapping a picture and posting it on my snapchat.
"Look. I get it. You have a successful app and I have a successful app. Just tell me why you don't want to talk about when you met him." Louis sighed. I rolled my eyes and took my earbuds out of my ear to listen to him. "Look I just don't want to talk about the guy that broke my heart." I said finishing up my salad.
"Ni.... I'm sorry." Louis said. I waved him off and paid for our meal and then stood up while grabbing my camera bag. Louis sighed but let me walk off after we said our goodbyes.
I put my ear buds in and put my hood up so no one would recognize the fact that I was the guy that created Snapchat. I walked to my studio where I was meeting Harry Styles, an artist that defiantly was all over the place. His latest song "i miss the old u" was stuck in my head, and on repeat on my phone as I walked into my studio. He was standing off to the side with his management I'm assuming and I sat down my bag and checked my watch, he was early.
"You're early." I commented casually as I turned on the lights for the studio and took off my sweatshirt.
"Yeah, not a fan of being late." Harry said walking over in front of the back drop and stood there while I pulled up my computer.
"So you made Snapchat?" Harry asked as I took his pictures. I smiled and nodded.
"I love the app." Harry said smiling.
"I thought you were going to ask to change your username." I admitted snapping a few more pictures and then telling him to change outfits.
While he did that I uploaded the pictures to my laptop and made him a folder.
"There was a request to be shirtless in some, and singing in the other." I said once he had changed. He nodded and I took pictures of him and then had him take off his shirt so I could take pictures of him.
"Do you have a song request?" Harry asked after a few minutes of me taking pictures of him shirtless.
"Just sing the new song that people like, i miss the old u." His manager said. Harry nodded and warmed up before starting to sing.
"That sounds good." I smiled.
"My mouth isn't only good for singing." Harry winked. Oh fuck, I'm screwed big time.
