The Devil's Sweetheart

Black hides secrets. Lies cover secrets. Time heals secrets. Love accepts secrets. Secrets are all around this world. Day in die out people lie to your face. But you believe them. They lie to cover up their secrets. You have lived with your own secrets forever. No one knows them. But what happens when you let the Devil's Sweetheart steal those secrets?? You can never get them back...


4. Apologize


Still Cat's POV


As I walked downstairs, I looked at my sleeve seeing if the blood was soaking through. Luckily it wasn't, so I continued to walk downstairs. When I got to the bottom, I heard the boys muttering something but I couldn't quite hear enough to know what they was on about. I decided to not bother them as I really want them to see me like this anyway so I carried on walking down the second flight of stairs to the basement. The basement was kind of the boys little den with a music room that had a piano, tonnes of guitars - electric and acoustic, ukeleles, drums, microphones, violins and loads more, and a play room that had a hockey table, pool table, fuseball, ping pong, xbox's and ps3's.


If your wondering why I knew where everything was it's because Niall had took me on a tour of the house which was sweet of him.


Anyway, I slowly walked into the music room and took my favourite guitar of the wall - when Niall showed me around I suddenly looked at this guitar and loved it. It was an electric acoustic guitar, it was black with a white pattern around the hole in the middle



It was beautiful. As soon as I picked it up, I started playing my favourite song on it, the guitar perfectly fit in my hands like magic. The chords to It's my life by Bon Jovi sounded amazing and I couldn't help but sing along to my version. My version is basically the same but in a different key so that I was able to sing it better. The only reason that I was ok with singing and playing with the boys just upstairs was because I knew that this room was basically soundproof so I knew they couldn't hear me. See, my secret was that I loved music, mostly singing and playing guitar but I could also play violin, drums and piano. As I was about to finish the song I suddenly froze as I heard clapping behind me. I quickly turned around to see all five boys staring at me.


"Erm...  H-how long ha-have you been th-there??" I nervously ask.


Harry huskily spoke, "Well long enough to see you pick up that guitar and sing that entire song."


Oh shit! They had heard me sing that whole song! "Erm... Sorry, I will put it back, sorry."


"No, no, no! That was amazing, play another!" Niall shouted. I knew Niall loved Bon Jovi so he probaly liked the song choice but I couldn't sing another.


"No I can't, I can't sing and I don't even play guitar..." I tried to say convincingly but they all just smirked and stared at me because they had just heard me play the guitar, "Well, I mean I do play guitar but I can't sing infront of people."


"But you just sang infront of us! Please, please, please!" Niall pratically begged.


I had had enough of the boys so I said, "Fine! But you must all turn around and the song I will sing will not be on guitar!"


"Wait! What else do you play??" Liam asked.


"I play guitar - electric and acoustic, drums, piano, and violin. But with the song I need help, I want to do the violin but I need someone to do the piano. So which one of you knows how to play Apologize by OneRepublic on piano??"


Louis quickly raised his hand and ran over to the piano, I put the guitar back on the wall and grabbed the violin. The other boys didn't turn around, instead they got a microphone for me and Niall grabbed an electric guitar and stood there awkwardly. Louis asked me if I was ready and I nodded my head. I started on the violin and the other boys clapped to make it sound more like the orginal. I started to sing and Louis started on the piano shortly afterwards and Niall played the guitar when it was time for him to come in...


"I'm holdin' on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground.
And I'm hearin' what you say,
But I just can't make a sound.
You tell me that you need me,
Then you go and cut me down...
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry,
Didn't think I'd turn around
And say...

That it's too late to apologize.
It's too late...
I said it's too late to apologize.
It's too late, too late, oh, oh.

I'd take another chance,
Take a fall, take a shot for you, oh, oh.
I need you like a heart needs a beat,
But it's nothin' new, yeah!
I loved you with a fire red,
Now it's turnin' blue
And you say...
Sorry, like an angel
Heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid...

It's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
I said it's too late to apologize.
It's too late, whoa!

It's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
I said it's too late to apologize.
It's too late.

I said it's too late to apologize, yeah (too late)!
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah (too late)!

I'm holdin' on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground."


As I finished Zayn ran over to the recording equiptment and stopped the red light, I screamed, "OMG! You recorded us!"


Liam ran to me, put is hands on my forearms and said, "Yes because your voice is amazing, and you can really play violin and you guys sounded great together. It deserved being recorded!"


"I know your just trying to be nice because I'm an ugly whore! Even my dad tells me that I am and he's right!" And with that I ran out...

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