What Goes Around Comes Back Around

A loud knock on the door snapped me out of my sleep. I glanced at my watch, two hours; I have been sleeping for two hours. I can not say it has been the most comfortable sleep I have gotten; Luke kept appearing in my dreams. I let out a frustrated sigh as my hands balled into fists. I was doing fine until he had to turn around and show his face. I turned my head when another knock was placed on my door.

‘it’s open’ I yawned said, I sat up straight and the door creaked open revealing Peyton. A worried look spread on her face, I knew she just came to check up on me.

‘are you okay?’

‘I’m fine’ I half snapped at her ‘sorry’ I immediately apologized

‘it’s alright’ Peyton shrugged and sat down on my bed ‘what was that back there?’

‘Luke is my ex and I don’t want to get into that right now’ I shook my head; I needed to sort it all out myself before I could start talking about.

‘yeah I got that, but we all are still confused’

‘I know, but if you want the story go ask Luke. He probably will make up half of it anyway’ I huffed

‘I’d rather hear it from you’

‘another day, another time’ I sighed

‘fine, John wants to speak to you…’ she said ‘alone’

‘are we fired already? Sweet’ my sarcasm taking over

‘loose the attitude or we will get sacked before we even started’ Peyton warned ‘this might not interest you anymore, because of Luke, but we all want this job badly with or without you. Keep that in mind’

‘fine, I’ll go’ I got up and fixed my clothes and took a quick glance in the mirror ‘see you later Peyton’

‘remember to play nice when things get hard’ she shouted after me.

Thoughts kept running through my mind, why him? Why now? It’s not like I could go hate his fellow band members, they seemed really nice and awesome, but Luke, he was my biggest problem out of all of this. It was one thing to write for a famous band, but it was a total different thing to write songs for your ex-boyfriend.

The weirdest part out of all of this; most songs that I have written were about him. How do you explain something like that, “oh yeah this song is about you” or “this is how you made me feel” better even “I hate your guts, because you ripped my heart out and stomped on it”.

My walk towards the end of the hallway felt like eternity. When I reached John’s hotel door it was opened a bit, I entered without ringing the doorbell.

‘anyone in here?’ I shouted

‘kitchen’ was the reply, only one problem. Where was the kitchen in this room? My feet took me towards different rooms when I finally found the kitchen. John was messing around with some fresh fruits and vegetables, throwing them into a blender.

‘make yourself comfortable’ he said motioning towards the chairs. He turned on the blender, which made an awful lot of noise ‘want some too?’ he asked, scared to even say no I nodded my head.

‘what is it?’ I asked

‘a vegan shake’

‘vegan shake?’ I questioned

‘it is delicious, you’ll love it’ he poured some of the thick goo into two glasses and set one in front of me while he took place on the opposite of me.

‘Peyton said you wanted to talk to me’

‘I did and I do’ he nodded taking a sip of his shake ‘you know why I picked you and your three friends?’

I just shook my head.

‘you four are different, you adjust and you let your personal problems flow onto paper in such a creative way no-one has ever done before. I picked you not knowing you and Luke had a past together, but if I knew I don’t think it would have influenced my decision though’

‘I really don’t know if I can do this’ I shrugged my shoulders lightly and my bottom lip a little out of discomfort.

‘why not give it a shot? If you still feel uncomfortable after a week I’m letting you go, but remember I asked all four of you, so if you decided to end it, this adventure will also end for the other three’ he stated

I knew how badly the others wanted this job and I said that we should give it a try if we get paid to do so like any other job. Don’t crush the dreams of the other Wills; they would never forgive you for letting this opportunity slide.

‘I will try, but just keep Luke away from me’ I said

‘no promises, the kid has its own will’ John laughed ‘come here’ he stood up and opened his arms. I raised my eyebrow ‘the Feldmann is giving out hugs’ I laughed and got up, accepting the offer of having a hug.

We talked for a bit about songs and what inspired most of to write songs. We mainly had been writing with upcoming bands and five seconds of summer was already getting huge after their first tour with One Direction. To be even asked by the one and only John Feldmann it was a big deal.

Notes

ANOTHER UPDATE....YAY!!!

Liz here, another chapter, hope you liked it!
I will do my best in trying to write another chapter today, if not it will be my time tonight(middle of the night or early morning > dutch/european time zone)

Shout out to Ari_Hood for writing two kickass chapters. I know it's fiction, but I could feel the tension there.