Amelia's POV
"And I didn't wanna write a song
'Cause I didn't want anyone thinking I still care, I don't
But, you still hit my phone up
And baby I be moving on"
"Luca shut-up" I groaned rolling over in my sleeping bag.
"But shortstack, it's morning babyyy, wakey wakey" he poked me several times
"Sleeping" I groaned
"Shortcake, i'll sing more Justin Bieber if you don't get up" he warned
I grumbled random cuss words at him and groaned as he began to sing again.
"And I think you should be somethin' I don't wanna hold back, maybe you should know that my mama don't like you and she like's everyone
And I never like to admit that I was wrong, and I've been so caught up in my job, didn't see what's going on
But now I know
I'm better sleeping on my own" he sang at the top of his voi
