Change of state (1D fanfiction)

4: The Big Apple

Robyns P.O.V

So this was New York. Pretty big for an apple: if I do say so myself. Luckily during the first few days after decorating I got a job at a really nice café as a waitress. It's pretty fun actually, I have made some friends. To earn extra money as well I busk on the side of the street literally. Anyway I woke up and went straight to my laptop to check up on twitter and my emails. I saw a new message from bubz and replied to her.

To: Bubz@headsandtails.com

From: Birdie@headsandtails.com

OOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Five boy's ehhhh. You must tell me all about them and if you LIKE any of them. You know I'm just joking, I only wish to have a man in my life.... Anyway I have officially settled in the big apple. And trust me its BIG. I have decorated my lovely flat and have a job as a waitress at "uccello musicale" Which means musical bird. Pretty nice eh? Well I'll talk soon gotta go busk and not rust! Baiiiii :3

I logged out of my laptop and got into my yellow skinny jeans with my batman vest top. I put on some socks and then pulled on my leather black doc martens. I ran over to where all my music instruments and studio lay in there room and scavenged through my drawer of picks for my yellow nirvana one. There! I grabbed it and put it into my pocket, leaving my hair curly and free I took my black guitar in its case and went outside into a rather large park. I put my case on the floor to collect money and set myself up ready to busk.

A boy across from me who looked like he was also going to busk, I raised my eyebrow at him for a challenge and he smirked expecting me to be all girly even with my outfit. Well I cant wait to see his face when I show him what not to expect from a girl like me. So I put my strap on and took out my pick knowing the perfect song to show this gullible boy his lesson. I took a deep breath and pressed play on my backing track of me beatboxing. His face already was shocked and then I began to sing...

You and I go hard, at each other like we going to war

You and I go rough, we keep throwing things and slammin' the door

You and I get so, damn dysfunctional we stopped keeping score

You and I get sick, yah I know that we can't do this no more

But baby there you again, there you again making me love you

Yeah I stopped using my head, using my head let it all go

Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo

And now i'm feeling stupid, feeling stupid crawling back to you

So I cross my heart, and I hope to die, that I'll only stay with you one more night

And I know I said it a million times

But i'll only stay with you one more night

Trying to tell you no, but my body keeps on telling you yes

Trying to tell you stop, but your lipstick got me so out of breath

I'd be waking up, in the morning probably hating myself

And i'd be waking up, feeling satisfied but guilty as hell

But baby there you go again, there you go again making me love you

Yeah I stopped using my head, using my head let it all go

Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo

And now i'm feeling stupid, feeling stupid crawling back to you

So I cross my heart, and I hope to die, that i'll only stay with you one more night