I Don't Understand
Beautiful
Saturday, 7/04/09
I was sitting in my recording studio extremely grumpy. I still don't know if I have any clue whatsoever of how this thing works, but I had looked at the sheet of extremely basic instructions Dan had given me, and set it all up. Now I was sitting on my stool with my guitar plugged in and the mic turned on, just strumming and singing, making up a song as I went.
"Because sometimes, it's not about the good times,
Mostly just because, sometimes silence is enough."
I let the words take me somewhere that only my music take me. Somewhere I can escape my confusion and bits of chaos. Somewhere I can just... Be.
*Niall's POV*
I walked upstairs to find Angelina. I discovered over these past few weeks that I care about her so much... And I barely know her, but I want to know her more. I had just spoken with her father and needed to find her. I climbed up the stairs and turned the corner, and knocked on her door, but it swung open. I heard a song coming from around the corner, and when i got there, there was an open glass door. The song was coming from a computer, which was connected to a soundboard, and... Holy Crap it's a recording studio. My head snapped up to the round room, and there sat Angelina behind another glass door, looking like the angel she truly was. The windows in the round room were covered with curtains, but one was open just enough to let a single beam of light shine through, which landed right on her guitar as she sang away, strumming gently. Her eyes softly closed and a small smile gracing her lips, her voice sounded exactly like what I imagine a butterfly would sound like if they could sing.
And well sometimes we just need to, look back and stare at life
Mostly just because, sometimes we don't think enough.
Don't know why.
In a meadow, there she stood.
And her face, upturned, glowed with joy.
Her tiny feet were planted deep in the water just beneath.
She sang a lullaby
To the stars in the sky.
I don't even know why, but I tapped on the window. Looking back, if I hadn't, she probably would have sang some more, but oh well. She stopped playing and her eyes shot open, than she blushed a cherry red, burst out of the studio, and jumped on her bed, landing face-down, in her pillow. I turned off her recording apparatus and walked over to her. "Your voice is beautiful. Um... You're beautiful." Wow why did I say that... Because it's true, that's why. An indecipherable, muffled sentence came from the pillow, and I quoted 'Finding Nemo' "I can't hear ya, Peach." she rolled over and put her hands over her eyes. "Why didn't you knock?" I laughed. How could anybody that good be this shy. "I did, but the door was open. And than I heard you, so..." She groaned and rolled over again, but this time she fell off the other side and I heard a quiet "Ouch" from the other side. "Geez Daisy" I ran over and helped her up to sit on her bed. "Be more careful." She grimaced and rubbed her head. "What did you need?" Wow way to get to the point. "I wanted to find you. Uhm.. Listen, I talked to your Dad, and, he said okay, and, I was wondering if maybe... Ermmm... I don't know.. Ummm" She smiled at me as if to encourage me, but behind her smile was a hint of worry. Geez I've never been shy around her before. Get it together, mate... I took a deep breath, braced myself, and closed my eyes. "Iwaswonderingifyouwouldtogooutwithmesometime" I heard a gasp and opened one eye. The look on her face was not what I expected. She looked... Hurt? What? "Daisy what's wrong" She ran her fingers through her hair and stood up. "Um, nothing. It's nothing. It's just... I broke up with my boyfriend just a few weeks ago. I can't do this. I'm sorry?" She really did look sorry, though. She walked over and kissed my cheek, than left the room. I was left sitting alone on her bed and utterly confused. Dazed over this girl that makes me brave and nervous all at once.
*Daisy's POV*
He said I have a beautiful voice, which I highly doubt. He asked me to go out with him, which I just can't. But, he told me that I myself am beautiful. Beautiful? I didn't expect that. And I'm still stuck between two boys... And Colton... I came out on the patio next to Harry. He makes me feel very short. "Hey" I offered. "Hey" He returned. He smiled down at me, almost like he was apologizing for stomping out on me. And than a look washed over his face like he was remembering something. "Oh yeah! Your Dad! Um, he wanted to know if you would help Mom with fruit salad." "Oh, okay." I walked over and grabbed Misty, than walked past Harry back to the kitchen. As I stepped into the house I caught a whiff of Harry's subtle cologne, and thought to myself. I thought I moved on from Johnny, so why does it still hurt. And what if I don't like Niall? What if I have feelings for Harry. What if... I fancy both of them. I spotted my Mom cutting up fruit, and remembered once when I was dating Johnny and I asked her how she knew Dad was the one. She replied with "Sometimes you just know, like I did with your father. But sometimes, sometimes you think you know, and you actually don't. Be careful, Angelina! Don't throw away your heart." I remembered feeling hurt that she would say that at the time, but now I was just thinking. When will I know?
I was sitting in my recording studio extremely grumpy. I still don't know if I have any clue whatsoever of how this thing works, but I had looked at the sheet of extremely basic instructions Dan had given me, and set it all up. Now I was sitting on my stool with my guitar plugged in and the mic turned on, just strumming and singing, making up a song as I went.
"Because sometimes, it's not about the good times,
Mostly just because, sometimes silence is enough."
I let the words take me somewhere that only my music take me. Somewhere I can escape my confusion and bits of chaos. Somewhere I can just... Be.
*Niall's POV*
I walked upstairs to find Angelina. I discovered over these past few weeks that I care about her so much... And I barely know her, but I want to know her more. I had just spoken with her father and needed to find her. I climbed up the stairs and turned the corner, and knocked on her door, but it swung open. I heard a song coming from around the corner, and when i got there, there was an open glass door. The song was coming from a computer, which was connected to a soundboard, and... Holy Crap it's a recording studio. My head snapped up to the round room, and there sat Angelina behind another glass door, looking like the angel she truly was. The windows in the round room were covered with curtains, but one was open just enough to let a single beam of light shine through, which landed right on her guitar as she sang away, strumming gently. Her eyes softly closed and a small smile gracing her lips, her voice sounded exactly like what I imagine a butterfly would sound like if they could sing.
And well sometimes we just need to, look back and stare at life
Mostly just because, sometimes we don't think enough.
Don't know why.
In a meadow, there she stood.
And her face, upturned, glowed with joy.
Her tiny feet were planted deep in the water just beneath.
She sang a lullaby
To the stars in the sky.
I don't even know why, but I tapped on the window. Looking back, if I hadn't, she probably would have sang some more, but oh well. She stopped playing and her eyes shot open, than she blushed a cherry red, burst out of the studio, and jumped on her bed, landing face-down, in her pillow. I turned off her recording apparatus and walked over to her. "Your voice is beautiful. Um... You're beautiful." Wow why did I say that... Because it's true, that's why. An indecipherable, muffled sentence came from the pillow, and I quoted 'Finding Nemo' "I can't hear ya, Peach." she rolled over and put her hands over her eyes. "Why didn't you knock?" I laughed. How could anybody that good be this shy. "I did, but the door was open. And than I heard you, so..." She groaned and rolled over again, but this time she fell off the other side and I heard a quiet "Ouch" from the other side. "Geez Daisy" I ran over and helped her up to sit on her bed. "Be more careful." She grimaced and rubbed her head. "What did you need?" Wow way to get to the point. "I wanted to find you. Uhm.. Listen, I talked to your Dad, and, he said okay, and, I was wondering if maybe... Ermmm... I don't know.. Ummm" She smiled at me as if to encourage me, but behind her smile was a hint of worry. Geez I've never been shy around her before. Get it together, mate... I took a deep breath, braced myself, and closed my eyes. "Iwaswonderingifyouwouldtogooutwithmesometime" I heard a gasp and opened one eye. The look on her face was not what I expected. She looked... Hurt? What? "Daisy what's wrong" She ran her fingers through her hair and stood up. "Um, nothing. It's nothing. It's just... I broke up with my boyfriend just a few weeks ago. I can't do this. I'm sorry?" She really did look sorry, though. She walked over and kissed my cheek, than left the room. I was left sitting alone on her bed and utterly confused. Dazed over this girl that makes me brave and nervous all at once.
*Daisy's POV*
He said I have a beautiful voice, which I highly doubt. He asked me to go out with him, which I just can't. But, he told me that I myself am beautiful. Beautiful? I didn't expect that. And I'm still stuck between two boys... And Colton... I came out on the patio next to Harry. He makes me feel very short. "Hey" I offered. "Hey" He returned. He smiled down at me, almost like he was apologizing for stomping out on me. And than a look washed over his face like he was remembering something. "Oh yeah! Your Dad! Um, he wanted to know if you would help Mom with fruit salad." "Oh, okay." I walked over and grabbed Misty, than walked past Harry back to the kitchen. As I stepped into the house I caught a whiff of Harry's subtle cologne, and thought to myself. I thought I moved on from Johnny, so why does it still hurt. And what if I don't like Niall? What if I have feelings for Harry. What if... I fancy both of them. I spotted my Mom cutting up fruit, and remembered once when I was dating Johnny and I asked her how she knew Dad was the one. She replied with "Sometimes you just know, like I did with your father. But sometimes, sometimes you think you know, and you actually don't. Be careful, Angelina! Don't throw away your heart." I remembered feeling hurt that she would say that at the time, but now I was just thinking. When will I know?
Notes
Guys. Guys. Niall just asked Angelina out. Not even I expected that, and I'm writing this...
Once again, the song is mine, so do NOT use for your own purposes.
Keep reading, Daisies!
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