Mirage || N.H.

Being a famous Youtuber was the best thing, until I was put under management and later called a "celebrity." I hated that word. I never thought of myself higher than others. I lost my old friends and I especially lost my life. I was a fake. I wasn't myself. I was living in a mirage.

©Copyright Shyviolin 2014. Please no duplicating.


8. Chapter 8||

   ~Meghan's Pov~

"Come on in." I walk in obeying Jesse's commands. I sit myself in a seat across from him looking down.

 I already had a feeling why I was here. Harry probably went to Simon complaining about me. Simon probably made him say those things to me. That's what every guy did to me. I hated being treated like that. But maybe Harry was real. He could of actually been acting like himself.

"So for the day and the rest of the week, you'll be writing songs with the boys and doing photo shoots."

"Why? It's not like I get to write what I want."

"Exactly. They're writing for you."

"Can't I write my own music? What about my feelings? I can't express myself in music?"

"No. We all know you can't write music." He chuckles to himself quickly becoming serious again.

"Whatever." I stand up walking towards the door.

"Well one of the boys should be here by now to pick you up." I cringe at his words. Damn.

 I slam the door behind me reaching the front of the building to see a black Cadillac parked on the edge. I take in a deep breath letting it out before I continue to the car. I peek in to see Niall in the drivers seat texting away. I open the door hopping in.

"Hey Meghan." He says, without taking his eyes off his phone.

"Hi." I simply respond showing no emotion. He glances my way hinting a small smile.

 He looks forward again driving off. I rest my head against the window closing my eyes. He begins to hum a tune making me squint my eyes open.

"What song is that?" I ask, sitting up right.

"Oh it's not a song. I was just humming." He shrugs.

"Well it sounded good to me." He stops at the red light looking over at me.


"Yeah. I mean, maybe I don't know, since I don't know how to make music." I roll my eyes looking out the window.

"Why do you say that?"

"Never mind." I shake my head.

"No, why? Tell me."

I sigh looking back at him. "Jesse says I don't know how to write music, so he has other people write songs for me."

"Well Simon did say we would work together."

"That's what Simon said, but really it means you guys are writing for me."

"Well let's hear what you have." He smiles.

"Oh I don't have anything. I usually just sing whatever I get."

 "Why don't you just get a little notebook and write your feelings or thoughts? You could also record a tune that you made up in your head on your phone by just humming it."

"That's actually not a bad idea. I'll use that." I nod.

 We arrive at the record building. We get out walking into the building walking to the end of the hallway to see a sign that says, "Recording Room." Niall opens the door letting me in first as he followed behind. I spot the other boys in the recording booth sitting on stools.

"Looks like they're getting a head start." Niall walks past me to the booth walking in. I slowly walk to the doorway to be greeted by them all except Harry, who ignores my presence. Real mature Styles.

Niall signals me to sit beside him on a stool. I join his side as we all sat in silence. What now? Just sit here all day?

"So....do you have any materials?" Louis looks my way.

"Actually, I don-"

"She does!" Niall cuts me off, getting everyone's attention. I glare over at him shaking my head.

"Let's see what you got." Louis waits for me.

"I don't know what Niall was talking about. I have nothing."

"Of course you do! You were humming a tune. How did it go?" He begins to hum the tune he was humming earlier in the car. I stare at  him in shock.

"Not bad Meghan." Liam nods.

"Uh, thanks?"

"Told you!" Niall brags on to Louis.

"Okay, okay, she has good taste in music." Louis chuckles.

"Have you thought of what the song is about?" Zayn asks.

"No, not yet." I answer him.

"Well it's time to get to work!" Louis claps his hands together.


 I stand at the front of my house standing still. I face Niall looking down at my feet. I have to say it was fun writing music. Well, although we just did some of the music part.

"Thanks Niall." I gaze up at him.

"Thank you for what? You thought of the things." He smiles. I lightly punch him on the shoulder quietly giggling.

"Seriously Niall. You didn't have to do that for me, really." I step forward hugging him. He wraps his arms around me squeezing me in his arms. We release from the hug looking into each other's eyes.

"Well why don't we come together one day and write the lyrics?"

"Really?" My eyes lit with happiness.

"Yeah." He nods.

"You just made my day! Probably even my life! I can't thank you enough Niall!" I hug him once more making him jump. I push away smiling.

"So I'll see you tomorrow at the photo-shoot?" I give him a thumbs up smiling. He jumps back in his car taking off.

A smile spreads across my face as I turn to the door. I walk in to see Jesse and Tanya here. In just a flash, my smile suddenly fades away.

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