The Boy Next Door (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 4

Lani

The light was burning into my eye lids. My eyes hestitate to open. The sun just arrived and it seems to be very early in the morning. I slowly rise from the brown leather couch. I yawn and stretch. Niall, Liam, and Zayn left last night. They don't live with Louis and Harry.

 I get up and walk towards the window. I just stare outside and observe how peaceful the streets look. That wont last long. I look away for two seconds and I notice a CD case on the table that supports their TV. I pick it up to read the title.

Up All Night, One Direction. Must be theres. I only heard one song of them. What makes you beautiful. And it was just the first time hearing two days ago. Maybe I'll just borrow this.

 The boys aren't even awake yet and I dont want disturb their sleep. 

I put on my flip flops, and quietly shut the door behind me. 

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I have heard songs remade by the opposite sex before. I need to make some demos and sell them. So, this awesome song I just learned should do it. I Want.

 I sit in my kitchen where my key board sits. My fingers press down on the keys perfectly to the tune I want.

 I sing to my own lyrics though.

"You tell me this, you tell me that

You steal a kiss, but take it back

If I look inside your brain

I would find lots of things, money, sex and other flings

Stuff that drives my heart insane.

You could be preoccupied, different girl every night

You dont have say a word

You werent into me at all

Cant beleive I took the fall

I seriously thought you heard, when I said

I want I want I want , Im going crazy, I want I want I want, she's no me, I want I want I want to be loved by you.

You were everything I need, but I was just an accessorie

You juggled me in your hands

I tried to change my world for you

But you obviously had no clue

why dont you understand, when I say

I want I want I want im going crazy, I want I want I want she's no me, I want I want I want to be loved by you

Be loved by you, You didnt- you didnt stay true. I stayed with all you put me through. But you want you want you want to love them too."

I hear a clap from the kitchen window. I look over to see Harry clapping as his curls bounce. I can feel me blush a little. Leaning forward on his chair he says, "Did you write that?"

"My version of the song. Yes."

I grab his album that was sitting on top of the key board, pick it up, and walk over to the window. "Thanks for letting me borrow this," I wink at him.

"Keep it." 

I grab the chair that the previous owners left. I pull it over to the window and sit myself down face to face with Harry.

"You have some serious talent, you know that?" He says.

" I don't know. I'm trying to get my demos out to producers. I want people singing my songs."