Music Lovers. #Ange

Seven

I was writing a new song that I was going to call "Friendzone" when I got a call. 

"Um, hello?"

*phone* "Hello is this Angela Narow?"

"Yes."

*phone* "I'm Helana Martin and I am a producer, I would like to speak with you and Cameron Rogers? I saw you two sing with the rest of your group, and would like to make you a famous duet."

"What about the rest of Ongaku?"

*phone* "They don't interest me, you will have to break up the group." I was shocked.

"I'm sorry it's all of us or none of us." Helana thought for a moment.

*phone* "Fine, I will do your whole group, come to Famous Hits Studio tomorrow with a few songs ready." 

"Of course, I will do... 4 different songs, 2 people singing per song. The last one is just one for fun."

*phone* "Ok see you then."

"Bye."

~time skip to then~

When we got there I told everyone the order.

"First is Mili and Max, next me and Cameron, Sara and Rick and finally Cameron and Rick." They nodded. Soon we were in front of Helana and a few other people. Mili and Max went to the front.

Mili:

"Oooh, oooh.
Oooh, oooh."

Max:

"You say you love me, I say you crazy
We're nothing more than friends
You're not my lover, more like a sister
I know you since we were like ten, yeah

Don't mess it up, talking that shit
Only gonna push me away, that's it
When you say you love me, that make me crazy
Here we go again

Don't go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain't going away without a fight
You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite
I've told you 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 thousand times

Haven't I made it obvious?
Haven't I made it clear?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Haven't I made it obvious?
Haven't I made it clear?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S."

Mili:

"Have you got no shame, you looking insane
Turning up at my door
It's 2 in the morning, the rain is pouring
Haven't we been here before?

Don't mess it up, talking that shit
Only gonna push me away, that's it
Have you got no shame, you looking insane
Here we go again

So don't go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain't going away without a fight
You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite
I've told you 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 thousand times

Haven't I made it obvious?
Haven't I made it clear?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
Haven't I made it obvious?
Haven't I made it clear?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-E-N-D-S
F-R-I-E-N-D-S."