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Finally! Meghan was out of the states and living on her own. That's when she met her favorite boy band since almost forever! She gets their autographs, take a picture, secretly wishing she was more to them than just another fan, but knowing that would never ever happen, she went on her way. In and out of the recording studio, on her way to becoming a professional musician and living her dream. But was that run in the end of her journey with the boys? Might another dream, apart from becoming a musician come true. This is the Story of Meghan McCarthy and the beginning of what seems like the end.


11. Might Just Be a Slow One

I woke up this morning in the same clothes i wore last night at the surprise party everyone threw last night for Niall and I coming home from the hospital because of the car crash. I missed yesterday. Meeting the girls, talking, eating!! then it all came down to stupid truth or dare and that stupid question. i replayed those minutes in my head. i must've looked like a fool to everyone. But what stuck with me was those last moments with Niall. What was he really about to say? "You're anything but, prin-" what was he going to call me? i have no idea. i really wanted to talk to him though, to apologize for last night. also he said that we should write a song together sometime, so maybe if he wanted to hangout and do some writing?!

i grabbed my phone to text him when i realized i forgot his number. Did we even exchange numbers? i thought for sure we at least exchanged phone to put contacts in so i looked through my whole contact list to make sure he didn't put it as anything other than Niall, but it wasn't there. Way to go Meghan i mentally slapped myself for not getting his number. Maybe i can drop by his flat. i was trying to remember how to get there, but the 2 times i was there i never payed attention to where it was or how i got there. ughhh!!

I hopped in the shower and washed my hair, then conditioned it. Then i washed my body from head to toe. I grimaced upon my scar when i saw it cutting all the way from my shoulder to inner clavical near my neck. i got over it for a short while til i had to stare at it again in the mirror while i blowdryed my hair. I wore it up today not thinking about my scar showing because i wasn't planning on seeing anyone today.

I made some ramen noodles and went into my spare room which i am using as my new Music room. My guitar was in the corner opposite the door. to the left of that was a desk that my music laptop rested upon. this had a webcam on it and expensive big headphones attached.  It was full of Music software to i could record and create music on it. also so i could make my videos that i posted on you tube for my viewers and to Skype, not only friends but management. There were various music tools and recording machines, microphones, head sets and many other things around the room that brought joy to my face.

I sat down on a chair and rested my ramen noodles on a small table near. i strummed a little them tuned it. I started to play some chords and just puttsed around til i heard a combination of chord that i liked. i went to grab my lyric notebook that had all my poems awaiting to become songs in it, but it wasn't there. i looked in my bag, and it was still missing. i started to walk back to my music room when i realized i left it at Niall's. I almost wanted to cry. it had so much material in it ut i would probably never see him again. he goes back to recording the same day i start and i have to contact him before that date, which is.. TOMORROW!?!? i need 5 new song by tomorrow and all my material was missing. i checked the digital clock on my laptop across the room, 12:00 p.m that leaves my 12 hours til midnight and i have to be at the studio by 8 tomorrow morning. 

I started singing whatever came to my head and wrote down what i liked in a separate notebook. i had 3 songs done in 5 hours, at most  7 more hours left! but at least only 2 more songs. wow, i don't think i have ever, in fact i don't think anyone ever has written songs that fast EVER! although these aren't the best, they aren't terrible. I just have so many emotions about so many different things i just wrote my mind on paper and made it rhyme.

It was 7:00 p.m. and i had one more song left. i thought i had no more material left but then last night came to mind again. this one might just be a slow one.


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