I invited all the boys to my apartment to hang out at around nine. I called Camila letting her know the boys would be over, she screamed through the phone revealing her inner fangirl. She started rambling about what she was going to wear, how she was going to do her make-up. I rolled my eyes through the phone and cut her off "Camila, calm down. They will be there by nine, I'll be there in five minutes." I unloaded to cab with groceries I had just bought and brought them up to my room. I could hear Camila's music playing from her room. I poured chips into bowls and popped some wings into the oven. I changed into a pair of khaki shorts tucked in with a blue button up shirt that's sleeves were rolled up to my elbows. Unable to make the effort of doing my hair, I threw it up into a messy bun pulled back while a handkerchief that rested behind my ears.

There was a lid bang from the door. The boys were here. I was suddenly nervous. Camila shrieked from the other room as I opened the door. All five boys piled into my flat. Soon the smell of cologne filled the condo. I set out the snacks in front of the boys and they dug right in. I brought out a case of beer and some soda. It was weird having alcohol in my house, legally that is. I had a recurring thought that police would rush in and take all the beer.

"So where do we begin" Niall said with his thick irish accent.

"Well I guess I'll tell you guys as much as I can about me" The boys nodded and I continue "I'm from the US, upstate New York to be exact. I went to a sports educated based prep school for ski racing. I guess you could say I was an olympic hopeful, but I tore my ACL, I raced again the next year, which was my senior year, but I didn't even compare to what I was before my accident. So I quit." I paused to see if the boys were still interested, all eyes were on me so I continued. "I have one older brother, Andrew, who is training with the olympic team right now, for skiing. A younger sister, Brooklyn, who is a cray good gymnast. My mom is a publicist and my dad is a cop, the chief actually. And thats all I can think of right now"

"I'm really sorry about your accident, I'm sure you were really amazing" Niall said after the silence that swept the room. I nodded to him thanking his sympathy.

"How come your in London?" Louis asked me.

"I'm going to King's college for a psychology major and a minor in sports medicine."

"Athletic, smart and beautiful, love you have it all" Niall winked at me. I could feel my cheeks begin to warmth so I walked into the kitchen for more drinks. Camila walked over to me, I'm guessing to let out everything she has wanted to say since the boys had arrived "Oh my god Ailia, Harry is so hot! Did you see those dimples and the curls and his eyes, wow his eyes" Camila whispered to me while twirling her hair around her index finger. I just rolled my eyes while grabbing some beer from the fridge. "Niall totally thinks your hot, what he said back there, he's smitten with you" Camila teased. "Please a big super star like him doesn't want anything to do with a small town girl form New York" Although the thought of Niall made me smile, our relationship had to be completely business. I work for these boys. It couldn't turn into a disaster to the point where I could loose my job.

I walk back into the living room and set the beer down on the table. "So how do you know Ed?" Liam asked me

"Well, we were on a reality show together, I was eleven and he was fourteen. We competed against each other, see is was a competition bases show. He sang and so did I actually. I finished second and he finished third. From then on we were really close, we stayed in touch and became good family friends. I saw him when my family would travel to London, and he would travel to the US."

"Holy shit you beat Ed in a singing competition, you must be incredible" Niall said shocked. I just shrugged my shoulders. I wasn't any Whitney Houston trust me, but I had talent. I never pursued singing after the competition. I fingered if I didn't win I would find something else I could win at, I was a pretty competitive kid.

"But really, why didn't you ever record an album or try to further your musical career" Liam spoke intrigued.

"Well, being the competitive kid I was, I didn't like loosing. So I put all my effort into skiing, I was completely dedicated, all I wanted to do was win just one race. Just to be on that podium. And soon it happened, and then it kept happening and I just forgot about singing all together" I looked up to see all the boys almost upset at my reply.

"I bet your still great" Harry said shifting his head.

The boys were all gone by around midnight. I had never talked so much about myself, it was weird. I walked back into my room and pulled out my song book. It had been so long since I had written. I wrote all through middle school and only a bit through high school. I wasn't very good in the beginning but then when I started getting into it more and it became fluent. Since growing up I was alway the 'therapist' f my group of friends, I never had anyone to talk to about my problems. I always put my friends problems before mine, as a way to cope with my emotions and be able to empty all I had been feeling into a song. I never played an instrument, so the song went without music. I pulled out the pen and began to write again. I let out everything I had every felt since my last time writing. It was therapeutic. I didn't right a song, but wrote down as many lyrics that had been going through my mind.

'How could anyone be with someone like you. All you do is let me down and think it will be fine this time around, but your wrong. I put up with you too long. I kept filling in words you would never say, I should have know the better way'

'I watched you walk away without looking back. No thought of me. My face doesn't come up in your mind. Every memory has slipped away. I've been replaced'

'I love the way you stare at the ground, when you walk. Or the way you blue eyes sparkle when you wed that old t-shirt. I can never get your out of my mind. The sound of your name gives me butterflies'

I sighed as I closed my journal. I didn't expect a song out of the little lyrics but it was nice to know that I was still capable of making lyrics.

Notes

Hey guys hope you like this chapter, I'm honestly just waiting for the next chapter to get things going! It's alittle shorter then I would have liked it, but what I wanted to put in is too long, so I'll have it be the next chapter. I'll be updateing tomorrow possibly tonight. Letting you guys all know that next chapter is going to be pretty intense. So be ready for the unexpected! ~Casi xx.