Nobody's Gotta Know

4- Studio

Jade POV

We went to our hotel to change from our airport clothes. When we travel the girls and I usually end up having a sleepover and staying in the same room so Leigh and I decided to share a hotel room. I put on a white shirt with a floral print and jean shorts and Leigh wore a red flannel with some grey joggers.  Even in an outfit that she just threw on, she looked absolutely adorable. It's mad how gorgeous this girl is. I feel bad for thinking about one of my best friends and bandmates this way, especially since she has a boyfriend, but how could you not notice hot hot she is?

I guess I had been looking at her outfit for a little bit too long because I snapped out of my daze to her calling my name.

"Jade, Jadeee, Jeed"
"Huh, yeah Leigh?"
"Whatcha thinkin' bout?" she asked cutely.
"Literally nothin' I've just spaced out" Wrong, but what am I supposed to say? "Nothing much just thinking about how hot you are and wondering why your dating Andre and not me"?

"Alright then, we've got to go though so come here" she explains as she holds her hand out for me to grab.

I take her hand and we head out of the hotel room and take a taxi to the studio.

Me and Leigh were in the studio with Tayla Parx and MNEK who are some of our favorite writers (besides Julia Michaels and Kamille of course).

The studio was a medium sized room with a large window spanning the length of one of the walls. There was a red couch with a short wooden table in front of it. In front of the table and couch there was a sound booth.

We wrote some songs and decided to stop for a little lunch break. We ordered a couple Chipotle burritos with chips and some of the queso blanco for Leigh (because she loves nachos).

We decided to sit on the floor and eat off of the short table in front of the couch. I patted the ground next to me telling Leigh to sit there. She smiled and slid down next to me giving me a little side hug. We were sitting across from Tayla, while MNEK was standing up next to the recording box.

While eating our food we talked about what kind of song we wanted to write, a happy song with an uplifting beat, a sad song with an uplifting beat, or something borderline depressing like Good Enough or These Four Walls.

After we finished eating we just sat cross-legged around writing lyrics in our notebook.

I think I'm gonna go for a sad song, it sucks when the person you like you will never be able to be with.

I thought I might as well write about my situation with Leigh and get my feelings out. It's very therapeutic and hopefully it'll make a good song.
[italics = in the notebook]

"I wish I could tell you how I feel
Maybe if we talked about it, it could be real
I know I can make you happy
Just give me the chance, right now I feel a bit crappy
Because unrequited love is never fun
I'll treat you like my number one
I just wanna tell you how much you mean to me"

"Are you alright babe?" Leigh says as she looks over my shoulder to my notebook.

Shoot. I don't want her to know that I'm writing about my feelings towards her.

I shifted over and closed the book before she could read anymore of the lyrics.

"Yeah I'm alright love"
"You sure because your lyrics are a little on the depressing side"
Shit. She read it all already.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to but just know I'll always be there for you." she says as she gives me a kind smile.

Damn it, that made me fall even harder for her. She's the kindest soul and it's taking everything in me not to tell her that all those lyrics are about her.

She then proceeds to give me a hug and then lays in my lap.
"Leigh-Leigh what are you doing in my lap?"
"I'm staying with you until you feel happier"
"Aww that's sweet but how am I supposed to write with you on my laying on my legs?"
"We wrote like 6 songs already, can you just be with me for a while?"
"Humph... I guess you have a point."

I leaned over and gave her a little kiss on the top of her head.

Later around 10pm we went to a club in LA called "Party in LA" because Leigh insisted that we go to cheer me up after seeing my depressing lyrics. I told her I was fine but she wouldn't take no for an answer so here we are.

We started out just getting cocktails at the bar but Leigh wanted to dance and meet new people so that's what we did.

I met this guy named Mason who had been sitting at the bar stool. We talked for a bit and he turns out to be really funny, and kinda cute.

After we had been at the club for hours, a couple shots (like fifteen for Leigh and 5 for me) later I feel arms around my waist. I turn around to see Leigh hugging me from behind, clearly drunk. I turn to Mason and he starts laughing, saying that he will call us a taxi to take drunk Leigh home.

She let's go of my waist and wraps her arms around my neck and starts giving me kisses on my cheek. I pull her off of me, knowing that she's drunk and probably doesn't mean to be doing this.

"Leigh babe, your drunk, Mason has called us a taxi and I'm gonna take you home."
I don't wanna leaveeee but okayyy" she slurs.

We finally get into the cab and she acts like a child, playing with my hair and bracelets on my arm. Eventually we made it to our hotel room.

A/N: DAMN. This one took a while, partially because I'm having trouble motivating myself to continue writing this, and also because I didn't know exactly how to put all of this down in writing. So here it is, hopefully I'll publish the next chapter soon. Thanks for reading x🤍