You can sing

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Jonah Marais:  

The boys had gone to Logan's to film a mash up, leaving you alone at home.  Since they weren't supposed to be home for another half an hour, you connected your phone to your bluetooth speakers and started blasting the song Little Do You Know.  "Little do you know how I'm breaking when you fall asleep, little do you know I'm still haunted by the memories.  Little do you know I'm tryna pick myself up piece by piece.  Little do you know I need a little more time.  Underneath it all I'm helpd captaive by the hole inside.  I've been holding back for the feel that you might change your mind, I'm ready to forgive you but forgetting's a harder fight.  Little do you know I need a little more time," you sang, oblivious to the five boys listening to you.  They'd just came home to hear your melodic voice.  

"Away, away, I love you like you've never felt the pain.  Away, I promise you don't have to be afraid, away.  The love is here and here to stay so lay your head on me.  Little do you know I know your hurting while I'm sound asleep.  Little do you know all my mistakes are slowly drowning me.  Little do you know I'm tryna make it better piece by piece.  Little do you know I, I love you till the sun dies," Jonah joined in.  You blushed heavily when you saw them.  Jonah smirked and pulled you into a hug after he finished.  You paused the song, playing with your hair shyly.  The boys clapped before dispersing to do their own things.  You sat next to Jonah on the couch as Jack turned on his xbox, taking a seat on the floor. 

"You should sing more often," Jack complimented.  

"Oh please, I sound about as good as a donkey," you blushed, resting your head on Jonah's shoulder.  

"If you sound like a donkey, then I need to listen to a donkey because you can sing," Jonah smoothly replied, kissing your cheek.  The simple kiss quickly got heated, before Jack gagged.  

"Can you not?" he asked, turning his attention back to his game.  

Daniel Seavey:

Daniel came home from Target with the boys to find you in your room, softly singing Made For.  He sat outside the door and listened, fighting the urge to join in because you were extremely shy.  "Hold my heart, hold it tight it's falling, don't let go, hold it close, I'm all in.  If my heart grows old if my heart grows cold, though my heart breaks slow.  That's what it's made for.  And if my heart grows old, if my heart grows cold, though my heart breaks slow, that's what it's made for.  That's what it's made for.  That's what it's made for, that's what it's made for, that's what it's made for.  That's what it's made for, that's what it's made for, that's what it's made for, that's what it's made for," you sang.  "Hold my heart, hold it tight, it's falling, hold it close, don't let go, I'm all in.  Slow down," you finished.  He gently opened the door and sat down next to you.  

"I wonder if you hear yourself when you sing," he smiled.  

"I wish I didn't," you shrugged.  

"I wonder if you realize just how amazing you are at singing."  You blushed, playing with the hem of your shirt.  Daniel gave you a sweet kiss.  You kissed him back before he pulled away.  "Can you cut some watermelon?" he whispered.  

"Bro, don't think you can kiss me every time you want me to cut a watermelon," you chuckled.  

"Oh I know, but there's always the sweet kisses, and the loving kisses, and the heated kisses and the 'I love you with all my heart, can you please cut my watermelon' kisses," he smirked.  You smacked his shoulder lightly before following him downstairs to cut his watermelon.       

Corbyn Besson:

Corbyn knew you could sing, he knew you liked to, but he's never actually heard you.  You thought you were alone in your apartment so you started singing a random Adele song, Set Fire To The Rain.  Corbyn had gone out with Jonah, Daniel, Zach and Jack off to who knows where, probably Chipotle to be honest.  "I let it fall, my heart, and it fell you rose to claim it.  It was dark and I was over, until you kissed my lips and you saved me.  My hands, they're strong, but my knees were far too weak.  To stand in your arms without falling to your feet.  But there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew.  All the things you said, they were never true, never true.  And all the games you play, you would always win, always win," you paused.  

"I think I died," Corbyn leaned against the doorpost with all the boys.  

"Well shit," you smiled.  "Well, you finally heard me."  

"You should take Corbyn's place in the band," Jack laughed.  

"Har har, very funny Jack," you rolled your eyes, grinning.  "Corbyn sounds like an angel though."

"Thanks Baby," Corbyn pushed off the wall and picked you up.  He kissed you, gently nipping on your bottom lip.  

"Uh oh, Smash Alert!  Evacuate, Evacuate!" Zach hollered.  Jonah face-palmed.  "Evac, protect your eyes!" Zach continued.  Jonah pulled all the boys out of the room, apologized and closed the door.  

"Idiots," Corbyn murmured into the kiss.  

Jack Avery:

"Y/N truth or dare," Jonah asked.  

"Dare," you answered.  

"You have to sing one of our mash-ups.  As best you can," Jonah smirked.  You sighed, mentally going through the boys' mash-ups.  You were torn between the Despacito one and the Shape Of You.  

"Well... I guess I'll just do the Shape Of You one," you finally decided.  "You look so beautiful, you walked out of a dream.  I've never felt this way before, your eyes are all I need.  To make forever feel like just a little while.  I swear I'd walk, I'd run, I'd even learn to fly, just to see you smile," you sang, growing louder as you concentrated.  "I'm in love with the shape of you, we push and pull like a magnet do.  Although my heart is falling too, I'm in love with your body.  Last night, you were in my room, and now my bedsheets smell like you.  Everyday discovering something new, I'm in love with your body," you finished, even with Jack's high part.  You stopped and drank in their shook expressions.  "Guys, all I did was complete a dare, I'm sure you've done that before," you laughed.  

"I'm shook," Jonah stated.  

"You didn't just complete a dare, you nailed Jack's part, when we filmed that mash-up, even Zach was shook," Corbyn pointed out.  

"I bet I can make you hit an even higher note in bed," Jack smirked.  The boys gagged.  

"Oh yay, I'd love to watch scary movies in your room," you played his comment off. 

"That's not what I meant," he groaned as the rest of them laughed.  

Zach Herron:

You were baking in your apartment, since you didn't have anything better to do and Zach was busy today.  The cookies were baking and you weren't just gonna sit there and watch the timer so why not sing a song or two to make time go faster.  You typed in a song on youtube and played it.  "Never really felt bad about it, as we drank deep from the lie.  Cause I felt melting magnets Babe, the second I saw you through half-shut eyes.  Smoke and sunset, off Mulholland.  He was talking, I was wonderin' about you and that girl, she your girlfriend?  Face from heaven, but the world she don't know.  Pretty girls don't know the things that I know.  Walk my way, I'll share the things that she won't.  Uh oh, dancing past the point of no return, let go, we can free ourselves of all we learned-" 

"Princess... how come you never sing when I'm around," Zach interrupted you.  

"Ooh, you're baking?" Jonah and Jack asked at the same time.  You rolled your eyes at them.  

"Yes.  In the process of making snicker-doodle cookies," you answered.  

"Can I have some of your nacho cheese doritos?" Corbyn asked, holding up your family sized bag.  

"Yes, I gave you a key for emergencies, what happened?" 

"Oh, we ran out of doritos," Daniel answered.  "And Zach wanted to see you.  And now Jack and Jonah want cookies."  You turned to look at Jack and Jonah.  

"Cookies.  Cookies.  Cookies," they chanted quietly.  

"Okay, okay, you can have some when they're done," you relented.  They cheered and high fived each other.  

"You rock at singing," Zach complimented, kissing your nose.  He leaned in to kiss you again, but the oven beeped, pulling your attention away making him glare at it.  



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