Chapter 7
"Scarlett, darling." Simon called. I looked up from my song journal and ventured over to him.
"Yes?" I asked politely.
"The boys need a new song for their next album. I want something you can dance to, with some mature content but not obvious. You know what I mean?"
I nodded and smiled.
"Good. Get to it." he clapped playfully. I giggled and skipped back into my bedroom.
That's right. My bedroom. The rooms are split in two. It's Niall, Zayn and I in one. Louis, Harry, and Liam in the other. I can honestly say I feel bad for Liam.
Simon told us that we're staying in New York for a little over 2 weeks, so we're staying in two big suits in some huge hotel.
Where celebrities go.
Which means fans know where we are.
Which means it's loud.
"Niall!" I called.
"I'm in my room!" he shouted. I walked to his room and popped my head in the door.
"Can I borrow your guitar?" I asked, giving him puppy dog eyes.
"Course!" he chirped and handed me it. "Whatcha need it for?"
"Simon wants me to write a song for your next album." I explained.
"Come get me and show me once you've got something down. You're brilliant when it comes to writing."
"Thanks, love." I smiled and skipped back across the hall to my room.
I jumped onto my bed, sitting criss cross.
"Let's get to work, shall we?" I said to myself.
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I grabbed Niall's guitar and ran to his room, over joyed about what I've written.
"Niall!" I yelled.
"Oh God." I heard him mutter and open the door.
"Sit! I want to play it for you!"
"This must be good if you're this excited." he smirked. I stuck out my tongue, the mature person I am.
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What These Bruises Say ›› n.h
FanfictionScarlett is abused. Abused by the only person she has left. She turns to music to help her enjoy life. But when her father disapproves of her passion, she leaves. Only to run into Niall Horan. Scarlett has never heard of One Direction. So when Niall...
