Seven Words
Chapter Four
***Next Week***
I came back. To the place, only last week, I had met my idol. And I started to hate him too. And of course, 'Kristen your late! 'Make it to the stage, Kristen' and 'Fuck off of Harry, Kristen' were all yelled at me when I walked in. I ran to the stage door, not trying to make a scene this time. I was once again, pushed onstage and this time, I was braced for it, and yet I fell like last time.
"Always nice to see you stumble, Kristen!" Someone said.
"Kirsten." I said, standing up and not yet looking at the judges panel. I dusted my self off. I finally looked up and saw 5 not 4.
"What the hell?" I asked. Why was One Direction in the judges panel?
"Woah, girl, language." Liam laughed.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, ignoring Liam.
"Simon wanted to give us a chance as judges to see if we're any good." Liam explained.
"Okay! Well why does" I shuddered "He. Have to be here?" I asked, pointing at Harry.
"I'm part of the band, I hope you know that." Harry said.
"Oh we've been over this, remember?" I said, trying to avoid at all risks, talking to him.
"You guys have met?" Niall asked.
"Yup, worst minute of my life." I snarled.
"So, anyways, Kristen, what will you sing for us?" Zayn said.
"It's Kirsten god dammit!" I yelled, flailing my arms. "And I'm singing, Wasting All These Tears, by Cassadee Pope." Before giving them time to talk, I started to sing. "I tried to find you at the bottom of a bottle,
laying down on the bathroom floor.
My loneliness was a rattle in the windows,
you said you don't want me anymore.
And you left me, standin' on the corner crying. Feeling like a fool for tryin’ I don’t even remember why I’m wasting all these tears on you. I wish I could erase your memory, cause you didn’t give a damn about me, oh finally I’m through wastin’ all these tears on you.
You ain’t worth another sleepless night,
and I’ll do anything I gotta do to get you off my mind.
Cause what you wanted I couldn’t give
What you did, boy, I’ll never forget.
And you left me, standin’ on the corner cryin’. Feeling like a fool for tryin’ I don’t even remember why I’m wasting all these tears on you. I wish I could erase your memory, cause you didn’t give a damn about me, oh finally I’m through wastin’ all these tears on you.
“Wow.” Liam said, followed by multiple ‘Yes’s. Wow, even Harry? I must really be that good. “Kiss my ass, Johnny.” I said, walking offstage.
I came back. To the place, only last week, I had met my idol. And I started to hate him too. And of course, 'Kristen your late! 'Make it to the stage, Kristen' and 'Fuck off of Harry, Kristen' were all yelled at me when I walked in. I ran to the stage door, not trying to make a scene this time. I was once again, pushed onstage and this time, I was braced for it, and yet I fell like last time.
"Always nice to see you stumble, Kristen!" Someone said.
"Kirsten." I said, standing up and not yet looking at the judges panel. I dusted my self off. I finally looked up and saw 5 not 4.
"What the hell?" I asked. Why was One Direction in the judges panel?
"Woah, girl, language." Liam laughed.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, ignoring Liam.
"Simon wanted to give us a chance as judges to see if we're any good." Liam explained.
"Okay! Well why does" I shuddered "He. Have to be here?" I asked, pointing at Harry.
"I'm part of the band, I hope you know that." Harry said.
"Oh we've been over this, remember?" I said, trying to avoid at all risks, talking to him.
"You guys have met?" Niall asked.
"Yup, worst minute of my life." I snarled.
"So, anyways, Kristen, what will you sing for us?" Zayn said.
"It's Kirsten god dammit!" I yelled, flailing my arms. "And I'm singing, Wasting All These Tears, by Cassadee Pope." Before giving them time to talk, I started to sing. "I tried to find you at the bottom of a bottle,
laying down on the bathroom floor.
My loneliness was a rattle in the windows,
you said you don't want me anymore.
And you left me, standin' on the corner crying. Feeling like a fool for tryin’ I don’t even remember why I’m wasting all these tears on you. I wish I could erase your memory, cause you didn’t give a damn about me, oh finally I’m through wastin’ all these tears on you.
You ain’t worth another sleepless night,
and I’ll do anything I gotta do to get you off my mind.
Cause what you wanted I couldn’t give
What you did, boy, I’ll never forget.
And you left me, standin’ on the corner cryin’. Feeling like a fool for tryin’ I don’t even remember why I’m wasting all these tears on you. I wish I could erase your memory, cause you didn’t give a damn about me, oh finally I’m through wastin’ all these tears on you.
“Wow.” Liam said, followed by multiple ‘Yes’s. Wow, even Harry? I must really be that good. “Kiss my ass, Johnny.” I said, walking offstage.
Hah
8/16/13