Change Your Ticket {EDITING 2017}

Chapter One

Long nights working in the studio was tough for Lizzy. I mean she is 20 years old and normal 20 year olds are out partying all night long. Instead Lizzy is locked up in the studio trying to write her first single. It isn't going so good for her considering she doesn't even have the first lyric down. Not even a catchy tune, or an idea for one. Lizzy felt hopeless.

Lizzy's P.O.V.~
It was 5:00 am and my head hurt, I was hungry, tired, and frustrated. I needed to go home and sleep, but I can't leave yet. I have to write a song.
Everyone left about an hour ago, they said they needed to sleep. I guess they didn't think I needed sleep. You can't write a good song when you're tired, hungry, and frustrated!
I am so hungry. Cinnamon rolls sound amazing right now. Oh, and pretzels! Also, some really good chicken Alfredo sounds appetizing!
Lizzie, stop getting distracted! Focus, focus, focus! Food isn't that important.
As I sat at the piano my phone vibrated from the top of the piano alongside my cup of coffee. I quickly picked up my phone to see who it was, and to my surprise it was my manager.

~Manager~

~ Hey, I asked a friend of mine to come in and help you. He will be there any second, and don't be scared you'll recognize him as soon as you see him! Good luck!:)~

Why would she do that? I don't need help on writing a song, I just need sleep. Okay, well I might need a little help. Who is this guy anyways? Suddenly I was ripped out of my thought by a knock on the door.

I looked up to see who it was. I stared in complete disbelief at him. I couldn't believe it was Harry Styles! He walked in casually, like he is used to girls just in complete awe over him, and sat down next to me on the piano bench.

"I heard you needed help, and I'd love to help someone as beautiful as you!" Harry said with his charm.

I still sat there staring at him like an idiot while blushing uncontrollably. That's what it feels like anyways. I swear I'm as bright as a tomato! I finally shook myself out of my disbelief and gained the air to talk to him.

     "Uhm, thank you? I don't know how you know me, but thank you for wanting to help me anyways." I stated still trying to comprehend that Harry Styles was sitting next to me.

   "You're welcome," he grinned "what do you need help with, love?"

    Did he just call me love? I think I am going to hurl. All out of excitement though, not disgust.

     I told him what I needed help with and we stayed there until noon. It was the most fantastic, and exhausting thing ever! I almost forgot I was tired, and hungry. Harry really kept me good company. When we sent a video of me and him singing the song to my manager, we were both ready to go home and sleep. We didn't wait for my manager to reply back, we were ready to get out of the studio! Well, I might've been more excited to leave than him. As we walked out of the studio, I turned to 

     "Harry, thank you so much for helping me! I can never thank you enough to show you how great full  I am!" I said overjoyed.

      "You're welcome, Lizzy." He grinned and gave me hug. This made shivers go down my spin and my stomach do flips.

     He released me from his warm embrace, and took my phone from my back pocket and put his number in.

   He put my phone back in my pocket as I stood there shocked, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek and left with a wink.

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