//Hayley's POV\\
Three words: OH MY GOD.
I've never heard McFly play before, but people who knew them told me that they were good. Now I know what they meant. McFly wasn't good – they were brilliant.
They played their version of the Rihanna hit 'Umbrella', and, if you want my opinion, Harry got the drum beat perfectly – you wouldn't believe that he's actually playing it. Tom has this sexy feel when he sings – and I'm not saying that his voice sounds gay or anything, but his voice is really high. Well, in case you don't get it, I kind of like Tom. I kind of have this weird attraction to men who have sexy voices.
Now this one is hot. Danny, the other vocalist, has a David Cook-y voice. You know the raspy-rock kind of voice? That one. I really dig Danny and I think I'm kind of crushing on him already. His British accent is so hot.
Moving on, Dougie looked relaxed even if he was already sweating like mad. His bass chords were simple, but I'm not sure if he memorized the song's chords or he's inventing his own. Either way, he's as hot as the other guys.
When they were finished, the four of us just glared at them until they got out of the recording room. That's when I managed to say something to them.
"Wow." I gasped. "It's like – I mean – wow."
"So, you like it?" Dougie asked.
"Like it? We totally LOVE it!" Jeremy sniggered. "Awesome, awesome thing you did there, men."
"I still feel a little jittery from being nervous," chirped Danny, rubbing his stomach. I had that he looked cute when he did that.
"Now why don't we show McFly what we got?" asked Josh, smiling feebly at Harry. He entered the room, followed by the two other guys.
Sighing, I followed them. But before I entered the recording room, I stopped in front of Dougie and whispered, "I really feel kind of awkward being in a room full of guys."
"I know you do." He laughed silently.
I closed the door of the recording room, and, looking out through the glass pane, I saw Danny smile at me.
//end POV\\
//after setting up\\
//Danny's POV\\
Paramore played 'Misery Business', one of my most favorite Riot songs.
Hayley was far wackier and comical when they're playing live than she was on Paramore's music videos. She banged her head, hugged Josh (it ached my heart every time she did this), got a kiss on the cheek from Jeremy (OUCH), and so on. But, as always, she was pretty AND hot.
I examined Josh's guitar – a black Les Paul with 'fragile' stickers stuck all over it. He was playing it professionally, and I adored him for that. His finger movements were also amazing. He reached the highest-noted fret with his middle finger. I couldn't do that!
Anyway, I turned to Jeremy. Here was a bassist who was actually strumming the bass instead of plucking. It was my first time to see a bassist actually strumming his instrument. Well, I don't know. I don't play bass. I based my findings from Dougie – he plucks the bass.
Well, Zac – is a total GOD. I mean, I don't know, I don't play drums as well. But I could see that he actually MEMORIZED the drum set – he had his eyes closed! Even Harry was glaring.
One thing's for sure: Paramore is the HOTTEST band of our generation. I guess.
In the middle of the song, I tapped Dougie by the shoulder and asked the dumbest question I've ever heard in my whole entire life.
"Dougie, do you know that I have a crush on Hayley?"
Dougie just gaped at me.
"It's obvious, egghead." he said.
"Well, whatever. At least you know." I said.
"What about her?"
"Nothing."
Suddenly, the phone rang. Harry rushed to the phone to answer it.
"Hello?"
*Awkward silence from McFly*
"Oh yeah. But Hayley's currently rehearsing right now – you want to wait?" Harry smiled. Then he turned to me. "Turn that microphone on and tell Hayley that Lucas is calling."
Lucas? "Oh, yeah. Fine." I turned the damn mic on and said "Hayley. You got a phone call from Lucas."
Paramore stopped playing.
"I'm coming!" Hayley said, running towards the door. Once outside the recording room, she snatched the phone from Harry jokingly.
I exchanged glances with Tom.
"No – I'm not done with it yet. But I'll call you back when I am, okay?" Hayley laughed. "No WAY am I going to lie to you! Hahaha."
*Awkward silence*
"Aww, come on. Okay. Bye. See you." She hung up.
I sighed, rubbing my forehead. This is bad. Hayley has a boyfriend!
//end POV\\
//after an hour\\
"I can't get my mind to work!" complained Hayley, messing up her bright red hair.
"Why not?" Josh asked, bending over to see what Hayley was doing. She was trying to finish a song she was writing entitled 'I Caught Myself', but she only wrote about a verse and two words of the chorus. "That's – quite a start."
"Yeah, I know." Hayley groaned. "I need a melody."
Just then, the McFly boys entered the room, carrying loot bags full of fast foods. When they sat beside Zac on the carpet, they had retarded looks on their faces.
"What's wrong with you?" asked Jeremy to Dougie, who was near to his z's. "You seem very down."
"Well, we have this piece we're working on, but we don't have the juices to write the lyrics." Danny banged his head on Dougie's shoulder.
"This stupid piece ahs been bothering us for almost a month now, for the record." reported Tom, rubbing his forehead with his index finger and thumb. "We usually finish a song in less than two weeks."
"Hey, maybe we can collaborate." said Hayley suddenly. All eyes fell on her. "I'm currently writing this song but I don't have a melody to start with, and you have this melody without the lyrics. If we collaborate, we can pull this song together."
"Nice idea, redhead!" teased Zac.
Hayley grunted.
"Let me see the lyrics." Said Dougie. Hayley handed him the paper she was writing on. He read it. "'I Caught Myself' – hm. This looks perfect for the tune. You guys want to hear it?"
"We'd love to." answered Hayley casually. McFly stood up and entered the recording room followed by Paramore.
McFly set up their instruments with some help from Paramore. Just for the sake of showing off and maybe for tuning, Hayley ran to the drum set and played the intro of Misery Business. The boys were impressed.
"You're a drummer, vocalist, guitarist, bassist, keyboardist, composer, and writer." praised Tom. "All at 19."
"Not really." Hayley blushed.
When McFly finished setting up, they tuned their instruments. Hayley added a few songs to the song, completing the chorus. She sighed, frustrated that her creative mind was starting to fail her.
It was time for McFly to play the song.
The first thing they did was to tell Paramore – the audience – what key they were about to play. Then, they played the melody. It had a simple feel, using only guitar plucking but in the end, it had the normal Paramore sound – as if they had it tailor-made especially for Paramore. When McFly was done with the song, Hayley had written the last word in the lyrics.
"So, what d'you think?" asked Danny.
Zac, Jeremy, and Josh exchanged glances.
"Nice work." said Zac.
"I like it." said Hayley suddenly, looking up from her piece of paper.
Danny's eyes were fixed on her.
"No – seriously, I do. Now, let's do it with the lyrics. From the top." she instructed. And so, they did.
The song had a spark now that it had lyrics. Josh liked the rock part. As for Jeremy and Zac, they kept elbowing each other and looking at Dougie. Hayley fixed her eyes on Harry's drum movements as she sang.
When the song finished, everybody stared at Hayley. They were stunned. The song was brilliant.
"You like it?" Hayley asked her band mates.
The rest of Paramore only gaped at Hayley, unable to say a word.
"Aww, come on. Criticize me." she joked.
"Amazing." Josh spat. "Danny, you can totally replace me as the Paramore guitarist."
"Hayley, that song was – nice." Danny complimented.
"It's not just nice, it's brilliant." added Tom.
Hayley smiled, blushing. She wasn't really the type of person who would rather be complimented in person.
"Aww, don't blush. You always write chart-topping hits." said Harry jokingly. Or half-jokingly. Either.
"Nah." was all that Hayley could say.
Putting back their instruments in their respective cases, McFly's worries were now gone. By the looks of them, the only retarded things on them were their sweaty shirts. But they're happy now that the darned song's finished.
//Dougie's POV\\
I sat beside Hayley on the couch in the waiting room. She was adding some finishing touches onto the lyrics and editing the words. I watched her shade the word 'love' with her pencil and change it with 'witness'. It was pretty obvious that Paramore's songs were focused on love but they make it a point not to show the word 'love' onto the lyrics. Unlike our songs which are merely focused on 'getting the girls we like', Paramore songs are more comical and have clear messages.
She might've noticed that I was watching her because she stopped for a moment and glared at me.
"So you're so bored that you find it interesting to watch me edit 'I Caught Myself'?" Hayley asked, smiling.
"Yeah – kind of." I answered sarcastically. That made Hayley laugh.
"You know what, Dougie? I'm predicting that we're going to be best friends someday." said Hayley.
I stared at her as if to say, "Really? No way!"
She just smiled and nodded.
I laughed, slouching on the couch. In case you don't know, we were waiting for an idiot band named Metro Station to finish with Zac's drum set because they were using it in the studio. For all I know, Metro Station's vocalist is Miley Cyrus' brother or something, so they should have the money to buy their own drum set.
"AARGH. Metro Station's eating up my precious time!!!!!!" declared Josh, stretching. He was seated on the carpeted floor.
I wonder what Metro Station is doing right now.
//end POV\\
//after 10 minutes\\
"Oh, look. The teeny McFly vocalist is having his nappy time."
*Laughs*
`The laughing woke Danny up. He squinted at the tall people who were laughing hysterically.
"Uh – excuse me?" Danny said.
The tall people said "Aww" altogether.
"The baby speaks!" said the tall person with a lot of piercings.
"Cut it OUT, egghead!" hissed Hayley, standing up. "You've already had your fun playing with my band's drums, then you're here teasing my friend! Just ZIP IT!"
"O-ho there." said the piercing guy. He inched his face near Hayley's and touched her chin. "Hayley Williams of Paramore. Funny to see you hanging out with a bunch of losers."
Hayley grunted, slapping his arm away. "Listen. You should really watch your words because you're just a bunch of juice drink endorsers." winking, she addressed her band mates and McFly to follow her to the studio. "Come on, people. We gotta get the stuff out from there."
//Hayley's POV\\
"UGH." I kept on grunting. We were driving back to the hotel.
"Come on, Hayley. Get over it." said Josh, munching on an apple.
"ARGH. Miley's brother should really watch his words. The nerve! I don't even remember his name!" I cried.
"Relax. He'll forget it anyway." said Jeremy.
We were at the hotel already so I jumped out of the car without bothering to help the others with the instruments. I quickly went to my room and lied down the warn water bed. I grabbed my copy of New Moon and read it until I fell asleep.
//end POV\\
