Weight of Living || The Galaxy Cat Sweater {Bastille || Dan Smith || The 1975}

122: Oh My God, SHUT UP!

I arrived at the guys' place and was greeted with Lucy running around the house, probably searching for something. The guys were asleep on the couch - or at least I thought they were - and Louis was fiddling on his phone sitting on the counter. 

- Hey. - I said lower than expected. 

- Louis? Who is that? - George called. Louis looked up and smiled. 

- Anna, she's here. - He said and jumped off the counter to greet me with a warm hug.

I smiled and hugged him back, right when Lucy squealed my name and ran to me. I laughed and she wrapped her arms around me. Guess she really likes me. 

I greeted the others and Louis, Lucy and I entered the music room and started discussing the mixtape thing. After a long time, we settled on twelve songs. 

We just needed to decid which songs would it be.

- Okay, let's make it simple: twelve, four choices to each. - Lucy said; we agreed. - Louis, you start.

- But... Let's not get too far from... what we will sound. I mean, like, let's not choose some Justin Bieber shit, right? - He said and we agreed straight away. - 'kay, let me see. Mr. Brightside, Finders Keepers-

- Wait, urm. - I interrupted.

- What? You don't like You Me At Six? - He asked, raising his eyebrows.

- No! I freaking love You Me At Six. I have their phone numbers. - I wiggled my eyebrows and they chuckled. - The thing is, I already covered Finders Keepers... with them. I don't think we should do it again, seen as it will be released next month too. - They agreed. 

- Save It For The Bedroom? - Louis asked; I nodded right away. I loved that song way too much. - Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa... The Great White Buffalo. 

- BARELY BLIND! - Lucy and I squealed at the same time and looked at each other, laughing. He laughed too. 

- You girls know them?

- I love them! - We said at the same time, again. We laughed and continued picking the songs.

In the end, our list was pretty diversed.

1. The Killers - 'Mr. Brightside'

2. Florence and the Machine - 'Swimming'

3. Lady Gaga - 'Monster'

4. You Me At Six - 'Save It For The Bedroom'

5. AlunaGeorge - 'Just a Touch'

6. Imagine Dragons - 'Monster'

7. Vampire Weekend - 'Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa'

8. Marina and the Diamonds - 'Seventeen'

9. Paramore - 'Monster'

10. Barely Blind - 'The Great White Buffalo'

11. Haim - 'Days Are Gone'

12. Taylor Swift - 'Last Kiss'

- Why don't you guys get really popular songs and then cover them in a very amazing way? - Matt peered from outside the door. I jumped, Louis dropped the notebook and pen and Lucy squealed. - Sorry. - He chuckled.

- He's right, guys. I mean, who the fuck is Barely Blind? - George asked, getting the sheet Louis was writing on. 

- Oh, they are a- Lucy tried, but I interrupted her.

- URRRGH GUYS, NO. - I whined. - It's hard choosing songs. I don't know if I can do it again. - They laughed, but Lucy and Louis agreed.

- And who chose like, three songs called 'Monster'? - Ross laughed. I slowly raised my hand as Louis and Lucy pointed at me. They laughed. 

- Right, we definitely have to help you. - Matt chuckled, sitting down next to us.

An hour later we had picked the songs and their numeration. 

- Oh, much better. - Adam smiled, examining the sheet. 

There was Rihanna, Lady Gaga, Beyonce, Michael Jackson, Nirvana, Cher Lloyd, Colbie Caillat, Miley Cyrus, Fall Out Boy, Foals, Ke$ha and Taylor Swift.

- But what the fuck? - Louis said as he examined the list. - No. No, this is wrong! - He shook the paper on his hands. - NO , GUYS! - Before he could rip it in a zillion pieces, Lucy got it from his hands. 

- Guys, this is- oH MY GOD COLBIE CAILLAT! - She squealed, looking up. - COLBIE! YOU... YOU! - She pointed at Ross, who was grinning, along with the others. - THANKS! - She ran to him and hugged him; he chuckled. I accidentally 'aw'ed at how adorable it was. 

- But there is no You Me At Six! No Vampire Weekend! - Louis protested. - THERE IS FREAKING KE$HA BUT NO YOU ME AT SIX? - He yelled. 

- I agree with him. - I coughed.

They discussed that a bit more and I tried to focus, but I couldn't. There was something bugging me really hard. They started yelling, and I saw Lucy flinching away. I had to end this madness.

- Guys, look this isn't even so imp- 

- BUT KE$HA SUCKS! - Louis yelled at Adam over my voice. Lucy whined. They screamed more. The sheet was ripped. More yells, more whimpering. 

- OH MY FUCKING GOD, SHUT UP! - I yelled as loud as I could. 

It was maybe a bit too loud.

The room was instantly quiet; no sound at all. They stopped breathing. They didn't move. 

Lucy walked out of the room and I closed my eyes. 

- What was that? - George looked at me.

- I ask you! Why are you guys yelling over songs? They are just songs, I mean-

- This is our fucking job, Anna. I don't now if you noticed, but some of us really want to do this. Some people have to work hard to get what they want. Not everyone gets everything they want that easy, just like you. I really want this. I really fucking want this, but I don't it to be this mess up. I don't want it to be ridiculous like this. I don't want them getting in the way. - Louis growled at me. I looked at the blonde guy who was clenching his fists and took a step back. I was slightly upset with what he had said, but I decided not to think much about it. I nodded.

- Right. I understand. But that's no reason to go around shouting to people, you know, it's just a simple thing that could be resolved with civili-

- OH MY GOD, SHUT UP! - He yelled. 

- Ow, Louis, fuck, mate! - Matt held his shoulders as he took a step towards me.

I bit my lip not to cry and ran outside. I hated, absolutely hated when people yelled at me. I felt humiliated, it made me embarrassed and angry. Why was he shouting? There was no need for that. He didn't need to cut me off like that, neither. 

I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks as I grabbed my belongings and ran outside. Yes, I know, I was being childish running away again, but I couldn't be there anymore. Not with people yelling. It reminded me of my old home, my family, my mum and dad always screaming at each other and getting mad.

I headed home and when I got there, I slumped down on the couch. 

But I couldn't stay there, staring at the ceiling, doing nothing.

I had to move on, for fuck's sake, it's my life now. I can't stay around whining about things going wrong and then crying, eating ice cream. I just need to fucking move on.

I stood up, tied my hair in a bun and began my work.