Chapter 32: Re Focus

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                                        Sofia's POV

"Say yeah; let's be alone together." We're screwed.

     We are officially in deep crap if we don't start working on this song.

     All of the boys seem distracted, not just Louis and if I'm not mistaken, they're all distracted by the same thing.

     The problem is that I don't know what the cause is . . . and it was honestly getting on my worst nerve.

"Okay; cut, cut!" I said while throwing my hands up in exasperation; I was going to get to the bottom of this.

     I looked back at the confused band members; bewildered expressions replaced their calm facades.

"What's wrong?" I faced them; pretty much angered by the fact that something was keeping them from being at their best.

"Oh, nothing, nothing."

"We're fine; just thinking some things over."

"Everything is alright."

     Et cetera; you could see it was all an act because of how nervous they seemed when they explained their reasoning.

     Sometimes, you have to take pity on these boys, I promise you.

"Stop with the bull . . . honestly." I said while face-palming myself as the boys quieted down; some even had to bite the inside of their cheeks to not say anything.

"What is going on?"

     Murmurs were heard around the room, but none were spoken loudly.

     As the time ticked by, my frustration grew; it wasn't fair. If I had something bringing me down and it came to the point where I couldn't even focus on anything, I would tell them. Here's the difference, though; they prefer to keep it to themselves and it just made the issue worse. 

"Why is that I tell you everything and I only receive a glimpse in return?" I said while pinching the bridge of my nose, looking up at them a bit after.

"Babe, honesty is not the problem." Louis attempted to soothe me as he stepped forward, reaching his hand out to me while I rejected it; I was furious.

"Then what is, Lou? Because I surely don't know." I nervously sighed out as I sat down on the stage; crossing my legs.

     Liam then sighed and sat down in front of me, looking at me with his brown eyes, deceiving me into thinking that they were innocent.

     Just like with every other girl.

"Sof, you have to understand that some things aren't meant for you to know." He started and I shook my head at his statement.

"That isn't what I'm asking from you. I'm asking you what's wrong and if it is something so bad that even I can't know, then solve it fast because I'm not capable of putting up with it for much longer." I warned him and he took my arm almost immediately, demanding my attention.

"Sof, if we tell you, not only would we get in trouble, but you'll be hurt. And I think that hurting you is already enough of a risk to take . . . believe me, we know." Liam said, softening his grip on me until I thrashed my arm, making him take away his.

     I stroked the part where he held me, noticing that it was red because of all the force he put into his grasp.

"I'm sorry, love, but I do not want to lose you . . . at least, not again." Liam struggled with the words, making me feel sympathetic towards him.

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