You were laying in your bed after Finn dropped you home. Why didn't I say something? you whispered to yourself, huffing with annoyance. You heard a small bang in your back yard, so you got up and looked out the window in your room. There was a small squirrel that tried to climb up a large tree and had fallen into a stack of plastic pots. You grabbed your camera and hurried over to it, stumbling in the darkness.

"It's okay little guy," it was squirming but was stuck under the pots.

You picked him up and, surprisingly, he didn't try to run away he just sat in your hand getting his breath back. It felt nice to help. You picked up your camera, which was hanging around your neck, and snapped a shot of him looking directly into the camera. When you put him next to a different tree, hoping he could climb this one better, he stayed still a moment then rushed up it after you took some photos.

You wake up on your couch, you must've fallen asleep while looking at the photos. Your phone is ringing in your room, you rush up and run to it.

"Hello, y/n speaking," you say.

"Hi y/n, this is Harry Debsdale from the AGC recording company," he said.

"No way, why are you calling? I mean I want you to call, but I'm not desperate, thanks for calling," You said quickly.

He laughed, "well we support your friend Finn Wolfhard and his band Calprnia, I saw you singing with them at their show-"

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, if I ruined the show I will never sing again! Please forgive me," you over reacted.

"Miss l/n, you didn't do anything wrong, we wanted to offer you a deal. We want you on our team, your voice is amazing and we need a new album that will go off the charts," he said.

You needed a distraction from everything right now, and writing was the best way to let out emotions, apparently. "I'd love to, when do you want to meet?" You smiled.

"Tonight, 4:30 at the AGC in the city," you both made some final plans then hung up.

You screamed happily and went to call Millie, but you stopped yourself. She needs space, you thought, she would still be a bit shaken up from yesterday, you decided to just call your mum, she didn't pick up. You texted Jack and said how you'd gotten somewhere, that your really making a difference like the two of you wanted to. You were about to hit send but stopped, you'd almost forgotten how he hated you right now. You just went to the couch and sat on it.
Dad, I miss you. You felt surrounded with love, but so alone. You cried for almost an hour, the most you had since your dad passed. When he did you kept every feeling to yourself, your mum was sad for two weeks, then went on with life. How?

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You walked out of the AGC with a wide grin, they got you sing different genres and you apparently nailed it. Your next meeting with them was in a week. You went to text someone the good news, but stopped after remembering the events from earlier. You felt sick again once you got home, which was annoying because you were about to cancel your doctors appointment. Once you had spent a pointless half hour lying on your bed reading comments on your Instagram photos you decided to go to see Millie and Noah. You flicked Noah a message saying you were coming over, he seemed fine about it.

You drove to their apartment, singing along to new album '17' as you went. When you arrived at their place you sat in the car for about a minute thinking of what to talk about. You walk you the stairs until you finally get to their door. You knock on the door and hear foot steps, then see the door open and Noah's face.

"Hey! How's everything?" You say with weak enthusiasm.

"Hey y/n, it's better, Millie's okay but she won't go outside. Media." It hit me hard, I didn't even think about how the media would react to this, good or bad Millie is getting constant reminders.

"Well I'll try and help her out," you smiled, and Noah smiled back. You walk in and see Millie snuggled up on the couch with a movie on.

She looks up at you and grins weakly, "Hey n/n."

"Hey," you reply, "what's up Mills?" You cuddle her on the couch in the cutest way.

"Just watching Ghostbusters," I looked at her and her smile faded, "I'm honestly okay, I was shaken up, but I'm okay now," hey eyes were wide and her voice was calm.

"Good! Now let's go shopping. Media can go fu-" I was interrupted.

"Language, y/n!" Millie covered your mouth. "I'm up for it, I can deal with media and the paparazzi can get photos, I'll just dress my best," she winked.

You laugh and hug her tightly, "love you Mills, I'm always here for you," she hugged you back. "You know what, how about we just stay here and watch Ghostbusters? Don't let the paparazzi have their satisfaction."

She smiled and nodded, "that would be great."

"Oh my god! I almost forgot, guess what?!" You squealed.

"Uhh, I don't know, what!?" She smiled wide.

"I got a record deal! Yep my own album, I'm gonna make it, ohh yeah!!" You said so quickly no one could understand, except Millie of course, she was your best friend she knew almost your every thought.

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Quick chapter sorry!