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*Alyssa's POV*

          I woke up being held by Shawn.

 It felt nice to be loved. I never felt it for this long.

 Everything would usually go downhill on the ride to my new home and then I'd get abused for about 2-3 weeks and then sent to the hospital. I would always go to the park with my animals for silence so I could write songs and make raps. I was never allowed to play my guitar when I was at the orphanage. When I was adopted people would always try and smash it. My dogs would start barking at them because they know how much my guitar means to me. I carefully moved Shawn's arms and I went to the bathroom.When I got out Shawn was still sleeping so I walked around the house. I felt like I was wearing a dress. I looked down and I remembered Shawn had given me one of his shirts to wear for the night. I was wearing his Nirvana T-shirt and some short gymnastics shorts underneath. I liked the look, I thought it was cute. Is this what Shawn's love did to me? Made me love myself? I was used to wearing baggy hoodies and over sized T-shirts anyways. I walked around Shawn's house looking at everything. But I touched absolutely nothing. I went to a door and it had a music note on the outside. I opened it and my jaw dropped to the floor. I went inside and sat down at the chair. Inside that room was a music studio with mixers and guitars, pianos and a music booth! 

 Inside that room was a music studio with mixers and guitars, pianos and a music booth! 

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I just decided I would make some music while I was in there. I got up and went to the piano. I started playing "Life of the Party". 

♬I love it when you just don't care

I love it when you dance like there's nobody there

So when it gets hard, don't be afraid

We don't care what them people say

I love it when you don't take no

I love it when you do what you want cause you just said so

Let them all go home, we out late

We don't care what them people say

We don't have to be ordinary

Make your best mistakes

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary

Hearts are gonna break

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

Together we can just let go

Pretend like there's no one else here that we know

Slow dance fall in love as the club track plays

We don't care what them people say

We don't have to be ordinary

Make your best mistakes

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary

Hearts are gonna break

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party {I then switched to a guitar}

Come out tonight, come out tonight

There's no one standing in your way

Come out tonight, come out tonight

We don't care what them people say

We don't care what them people say

We don't have to be ordinary

Make your best mistakes

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary

Hearts are gonna break

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Life of the party

So don't let them keep you down

Oh you know you can't give up

'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party♬

"YOU'RE AMAZING!" Someone screamed behind me.

After the person screamed I screamed because it scared the crap out of me. I also dropped the guitar I was holding because it had no strap. It hit the floor with and loud bang and I squeezed my eyes shut waiting to be slapped across the face. When I didn't feel it come I opened my eyes to see Shawn putting the guitar on the stand. He turned around and looked at me. "Why didn't you tell me you could sing and play the guitar and the piano?" He asked a sincere and excited with smile plastered on his face. "Well... I didn't think you would really care." I told him flatly. "Of course I do! We can make music together and even teach your parrot how to play!" He said laughing a little at the last part. I laughed and stood up from the couch I was sitting on. I went over to Shawn and did grabby hands towards him. Shawn picked me up and hugged me. "Maverick already knows how to play piano and guitar." I whispered. Shawn smiled and took me out of the room, closing the door behind him. I soon felt sleep taking over me again.

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