Terrible Little Things
Chapter Two
When I got home, instead of resting like I probably should have, I went to for coffee.
“Elizabeth!” A girl called. I looked up and saw my best friend Catherine in her apron walking towards me. “How was Florida!?” She asked while hugging me. “Really good,” I smiled at her. “I have a question for you. Well more of a favor to ask.” She said to me. “Okay, what’s up?”
“Are you free today and tomorrow and the next day?” She cautiously asked. “Yeah, I don’t get back to work until Wednesday. Why?” I raised an eyebrow. “Can you maybe sing here in the morning and evenings?” She pleaded. I was about to decline when she threw out the puppy face. I couldn’t resist. “Fine,” I sighed. She did a happy dance and pushed me to the mini stage. I picked up the guitar and started tuning it. “I love you, I love you, I love you. SOOOO MUCH!!!” She gushed. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go and let me sing.” I shooed her away and started strumming the chords to one of my favorite songs. I vaguely heard the door chime while people filed in.
When I look into your eyes
It’s like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise,
Well there’s so much they hold.
And just like them old stars
I see that you’ve come so far,
To be right where you are,
How old is your soul?
I won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough.
I’m givin’ you all my love,
I’m still looking up.
As I strummed the guitar I was transported to a place of content and happiness. I looked up and met a set of familiar ocean blues eyes and smiled.
Cause even the stars they burn
Sunny then fall to the Earth
We’ve got a lot to learn
God knows we’re worth it.
No, I won’t give up.
……..
I won’t give up on us.
Even if the skies get rough
I’m givin’ you all my love,
I’m still looking up.
I finished the song and looked up at the small crowd with a smile planted on my face. I didn’t tell too many people, but I absolutely love to sing. I play the guitar and piano. I may be a photographer but music will always be my first passion. I sang a few more songs and the crowd loved me. I set the guitar on its stand and started drinking water when 6 people approached me. I was tackled into a mass of hugs from One Direction.
“I didn’t know you could sing!” Niall exclaimed. “You didn’t ask,” I responded. He smiled and shook his head at me. “You are a very talented young lady,” A voice said from behind me. I turned and my jaw met the floor. Simon Cowell was standing before me. “Ello, love,” He said cheerfully. He held is hand out but I stood frozen. Harry snapped his fingers in front of my face. I turned to him, “Rude.”
“Right and standing in front of a person with your mouth hanging open isn’t rude at all.” He retorted. I blushed and turned back to Simon, “I’m sorry, just a little starstruck. My name is Elizabeth Hanover. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I smiled and shook his hand. “Have you ever thought of becoming a singer?” He asked me. “Honestly? No, not really.” I replied.
“Would you like to become one?” He questioned. “Honestly? No, not really.” I repeated. “WHAAAATTT?” Louis shouted. “You realize you just said no to a singing career, right?” Liam said. “And you just said no to SIMON COWELL,” Zayn added. Niall stood there looking absolutely confused.
“I know I just said no. And I really appreciate the offer, but it’s just not something I want to do right now.” I said truthfully.
Simon nodded. “You’re honest and down to Earth. You aren’t afraid to tell it like it is. I like that. I like you. The offer still stands. If you ever change your mind just have one of the boys call me and tell me. You have an amazing talent and it’d be awesome to share it with the world. But we must get going. It was nice to meet you. Have a good day.”
“Wow, thank you. So much. Have a nice day,” I was stunned speechless. “I’ll call you later.” Niall said. I smiled and nodded. He hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. The boys did the same and left the coffee house as I stood there in awe.
***
Still shocked from my encounter with Simon Cowell I got ready for bed that night. I smiled to myself and started fangirling a bit. I met One Direction and Simon effing Cowell said I’m really talented. I was in the middle of my spaz out when my phone rang. Out of breath I answered. “Hello?” I panted. “Running a marathon?” A sweet Irish voice filtered out. “Something like that,” I joked. “What’s up?”
“I was wondering if you’d like to hang out with me tomorrow,” He asked.
“I’d love too! It just has to be sometime after 11:30. I’m singing at the coffee house again.”
He breathed out a sigh of relief. “That’s great, I’ll pick you up there. You know, I thought you’d reject me?”
“Why on earth would you think that?” I asked in astonishment.
“You’re just so…pretty and gorgeous and talented.” I blushed hard at his compliment. “That doesn’t make me out of your league. Niall, you are a beautiful person. Inside and out. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise. And obviously you’re talented, otherwise you wouldn’t be signed to Syco Records. So just, hush.”
“I like you, Elizabeth. You’re really a genuine person,” I could hear the smile in his voice. “I try to be real with people. I’m going to bed, I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night, gorgeous.” I chuckled lightly. “Good night, beautiful,” Niall chuckled in response.
***
I woke up the next morning, showered and got ready for the day. Grabbing my guitar, I left my house and made my way out to downtown London. I turned a corner and ran straight into someone.
“I’m so sorry!” We said at the same time. Our eyes met and recognition crossed our faces. “Harry!” “Elizabeth!” We spoke at the same time again and hugged quickly.
“Where are you off to, love?” He asked. “Coffee shop. I’m singing again. You?”
“Niall’s flat, it’s like 3 blocks away. You two are going for lunch, right?” I smiled and nodded, “Oh hey! I like your shirt!” I pointed at his black Ramones t-shirt. “We’re matching! You know what that means!”
“PICTURE TIME!” We shouted in unison earning the strange looks of people around us and the flashes of random paparazzi. He pulled out his phone and we posed for a picture. “I’m so tweeting this!” He smiled. I laughed, “I have to go, I’ll see you later.” We hugged and waved and I started walking towards the coffee shop. My phone buzzed and I pulled it out of my pocket.
@HarryStyles: Ran into @elizabethhanover this morning! We’re matching!! #twinsforever
I smiled then retweeted it was I walked into the coffee shop. “Hey Catherine,” I smiled. “Hi Elizabeth! Here’s your water, get up there and blow us away!” I laughed and walked up to the small stage with my guitar. I sat on the stool and said a quick hello to the small crowd. I began my set being transported to a completely different world.
I began strumming the chords to one of my favorite songs as my final song.
“Shut the door. Turn the light off, I wanna be with you, I wanna feel your love. I wanna lay beside you, I cannot hide this even though I try.”
I sang and at the end of the chorus lifted my head and found myself smiling as I looked into Niall’s eyes.
“Close the door. Throw the key, don’t wanna be reminded, don’t wanna be seen, don’t wanna be without you, my judgments clouded like tonight’s sky.”
Niall and I looked into each other’s eyes and smiled like idiots for the rest of the song. I was putting my guitar in its case when he walked up to me. “Hey, you ready,” I asked standing up.
He nodded then looked at me seriously. “What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“You are so talented, why did you say no to Simon?” I sighed, “I don’t know what I want to do with my life. But honestly, I feel like I won’t be saying no for that long.”
“You could be such a success, Elizabeth,” He said. I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came out. I shut it and looked down at the floor. Shaking my head I walked out the door.
“Elizabeth!” He called after me. When I didn’t answer he placed a hand on my shoulder, “Don’t be angry with me. Please.” I sighed and ran my hand through my long blond hair. “I’m not angry, Niall. I just, I don’t want to talk about it. Another time? I promise, I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”
He smiled and agreed. I found myself completely mesmerized by his smile. “Why did you ever get braces? You’re beautiful without them.” My eyes widened and I clamped my mouth shut as a blush crept up to my cheeks. He smiled wider and blushed, “Management made me.”
“Well Management is stupid.” I mumbled and turned to his sleek black car. He was grinning stupidly and I turned to him, “You gonna unlock the door, Horan?”
“Sorry, Hanover.” He smiled at me and unlocked the door. I placed my guitar in the back and I hopped in the passenger seat. “So where are we going?”
“To lunch then to my flat to hang out with the boys,” He shrugged. I smiled widely. “Cool.”
“Elizabeth!” A girl called. I looked up and saw my best friend Catherine in her apron walking towards me. “How was Florida!?” She asked while hugging me. “Really good,” I smiled at her. “I have a question for you. Well more of a favor to ask.” She said to me. “Okay, what’s up?”
“Are you free today and tomorrow and the next day?” She cautiously asked. “Yeah, I don’t get back to work until Wednesday. Why?” I raised an eyebrow. “Can you maybe sing here in the morning and evenings?” She pleaded. I was about to decline when she threw out the puppy face. I couldn’t resist. “Fine,” I sighed. She did a happy dance and pushed me to the mini stage. I picked up the guitar and started tuning it. “I love you, I love you, I love you. SOOOO MUCH!!!” She gushed. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just go and let me sing.” I shooed her away and started strumming the chords to one of my favorite songs. I vaguely heard the door chime while people filed in.
When I look into your eyes
It’s like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise,
Well there’s so much they hold.
And just like them old stars
I see that you’ve come so far,
To be right where you are,
How old is your soul?
I won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough.
I’m givin’ you all my love,
I’m still looking up.
As I strummed the guitar I was transported to a place of content and happiness. I looked up and met a set of familiar ocean blues eyes and smiled.
Cause even the stars they burn
Sunny then fall to the Earth
We’ve got a lot to learn
God knows we’re worth it.
No, I won’t give up.
……..
I won’t give up on us.
Even if the skies get rough
I’m givin’ you all my love,
I’m still looking up.
I finished the song and looked up at the small crowd with a smile planted on my face. I didn’t tell too many people, but I absolutely love to sing. I play the guitar and piano. I may be a photographer but music will always be my first passion. I sang a few more songs and the crowd loved me. I set the guitar on its stand and started drinking water when 6 people approached me. I was tackled into a mass of hugs from One Direction.
“I didn’t know you could sing!” Niall exclaimed. “You didn’t ask,” I responded. He smiled and shook his head at me. “You are a very talented young lady,” A voice said from behind me. I turned and my jaw met the floor. Simon Cowell was standing before me. “Ello, love,” He said cheerfully. He held is hand out but I stood frozen. Harry snapped his fingers in front of my face. I turned to him, “Rude.”
“Right and standing in front of a person with your mouth hanging open isn’t rude at all.” He retorted. I blushed and turned back to Simon, “I’m sorry, just a little starstruck. My name is Elizabeth Hanover. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I smiled and shook his hand. “Have you ever thought of becoming a singer?” He asked me. “Honestly? No, not really.” I replied.
“Would you like to become one?” He questioned. “Honestly? No, not really.” I repeated. “WHAAAATTT?” Louis shouted. “You realize you just said no to a singing career, right?” Liam said. “And you just said no to SIMON COWELL,” Zayn added. Niall stood there looking absolutely confused.
“I know I just said no. And I really appreciate the offer, but it’s just not something I want to do right now.” I said truthfully.
Simon nodded. “You’re honest and down to Earth. You aren’t afraid to tell it like it is. I like that. I like you. The offer still stands. If you ever change your mind just have one of the boys call me and tell me. You have an amazing talent and it’d be awesome to share it with the world. But we must get going. It was nice to meet you. Have a good day.”
“Wow, thank you. So much. Have a nice day,” I was stunned speechless. “I’ll call you later.” Niall said. I smiled and nodded. He hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. The boys did the same and left the coffee house as I stood there in awe.
***
Still shocked from my encounter with Simon Cowell I got ready for bed that night. I smiled to myself and started fangirling a bit. I met One Direction and Simon effing Cowell said I’m really talented. I was in the middle of my spaz out when my phone rang. Out of breath I answered. “Hello?” I panted. “Running a marathon?” A sweet Irish voice filtered out. “Something like that,” I joked. “What’s up?”
“I was wondering if you’d like to hang out with me tomorrow,” He asked.
“I’d love too! It just has to be sometime after 11:30. I’m singing at the coffee house again.”
He breathed out a sigh of relief. “That’s great, I’ll pick you up there. You know, I thought you’d reject me?”
“Why on earth would you think that?” I asked in astonishment.
“You’re just so…pretty and gorgeous and talented.” I blushed hard at his compliment. “That doesn’t make me out of your league. Niall, you are a beautiful person. Inside and out. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise. And obviously you’re talented, otherwise you wouldn’t be signed to Syco Records. So just, hush.”
“I like you, Elizabeth. You’re really a genuine person,” I could hear the smile in his voice. “I try to be real with people. I’m going to bed, I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night, gorgeous.” I chuckled lightly. “Good night, beautiful,” Niall chuckled in response.
***
I woke up the next morning, showered and got ready for the day. Grabbing my guitar, I left my house and made my way out to downtown London. I turned a corner and ran straight into someone.
“I’m so sorry!” We said at the same time. Our eyes met and recognition crossed our faces. “Harry!” “Elizabeth!” We spoke at the same time again and hugged quickly.
“Where are you off to, love?” He asked. “Coffee shop. I’m singing again. You?”
“Niall’s flat, it’s like 3 blocks away. You two are going for lunch, right?” I smiled and nodded, “Oh hey! I like your shirt!” I pointed at his black Ramones t-shirt. “We’re matching! You know what that means!”
“PICTURE TIME!” We shouted in unison earning the strange looks of people around us and the flashes of random paparazzi. He pulled out his phone and we posed for a picture. “I’m so tweeting this!” He smiled. I laughed, “I have to go, I’ll see you later.” We hugged and waved and I started walking towards the coffee shop. My phone buzzed and I pulled it out of my pocket.
@HarryStyles: Ran into @elizabethhanover this morning! We’re matching!! #twinsforever
I smiled then retweeted it was I walked into the coffee shop. “Hey Catherine,” I smiled. “Hi Elizabeth! Here’s your water, get up there and blow us away!” I laughed and walked up to the small stage with my guitar. I sat on the stool and said a quick hello to the small crowd. I began my set being transported to a completely different world.
I began strumming the chords to one of my favorite songs as my final song.
“Shut the door. Turn the light off, I wanna be with you, I wanna feel your love. I wanna lay beside you, I cannot hide this even though I try.”
I sang and at the end of the chorus lifted my head and found myself smiling as I looked into Niall’s eyes.
“Close the door. Throw the key, don’t wanna be reminded, don’t wanna be seen, don’t wanna be without you, my judgments clouded like tonight’s sky.”
Niall and I looked into each other’s eyes and smiled like idiots for the rest of the song. I was putting my guitar in its case when he walked up to me. “Hey, you ready,” I asked standing up.
He nodded then looked at me seriously. “What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“You are so talented, why did you say no to Simon?” I sighed, “I don’t know what I want to do with my life. But honestly, I feel like I won’t be saying no for that long.”
“You could be such a success, Elizabeth,” He said. I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came out. I shut it and looked down at the floor. Shaking my head I walked out the door.
“Elizabeth!” He called after me. When I didn’t answer he placed a hand on my shoulder, “Don’t be angry with me. Please.” I sighed and ran my hand through my long blond hair. “I’m not angry, Niall. I just, I don’t want to talk about it. Another time? I promise, I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”
He smiled and agreed. I found myself completely mesmerized by his smile. “Why did you ever get braces? You’re beautiful without them.” My eyes widened and I clamped my mouth shut as a blush crept up to my cheeks. He smiled wider and blushed, “Management made me.”
“Well Management is stupid.” I mumbled and turned to his sleek black car. He was grinning stupidly and I turned to him, “You gonna unlock the door, Horan?”
“Sorry, Hanover.” He smiled at me and unlocked the door. I placed my guitar in the back and I hopped in the passenger seat. “So where are we going?”
“To lunch then to my flat to hang out with the boys,” He shrugged. I smiled widely. “Cool.”
Notes
Elizabeth's Outfits: http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_23/set?id=60362730http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_18/set?id=59490677
Her Townhouse: http://weheartit.com/entry/29832735/via/gombi
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11/16/13