Genie In A Bottle Song By Dove Cameron Novels & Stories

Dove pov I could listen to Deven sing forever. His rich, melodic voice drifts through the cramped bar, fighting for notoriety against the murmuring wave of voices. Tonight he only sings, but he is an equally talented dancer. The sound of the battering rain outside only accents his voice. Still, I hear a few wavering notes that betray is wariness.

I cut him off, “when I was driven out of the Smiths, why didn’t you say I was innocent? “When Leo suppressed the Morgans for Sophie, why didn’t you say my father was innocent? “Now that you can’t hold on anymore, you remember me? Too late. “Since Mr. Smith loves Sophie so much, let her figure something out. Isn’t she known as the most talented woman in the city? Let her turn the tide.” Gavin was left speechless. I hung up, feeling refreshed, and ordered another mojito. As I was drinking, a man in a floral shirt sat down on the lounge chair beside me. “Ms. Morgan, you seem to be enjoying yourself.”

the door was open I'm guessing she home, I got in, the music was loud, there was someone singing " oh maybe if you cared enough I wouldn't have to care so much What happened to our trust? Now you just giving up? ... Oh oh well I care I know you don't care too much But I still care Nana nana I still care!!!! I found Alexa singing her lungs out this Beyonce -i care....song, with a glass full of whine, well there was already two empty bottles on the floor, I turned the volume of the radio down,took all the empties to the trash can...took the glass our of her hand, yep she was also crying " what ever you going through, this isn't the road to take" I said as I helped her up

Within some seconds he place the bottle in front of me and I grab the cover opener he dropped on the table, popping the cover off. Taking a gulp from the bottle, I scrunch my face, the liquid leaving a burning sensation in my throat as it runs down. This should do. Bye Bye Love The Everly Brothers ♪Bye bye love♪ My head crank to the side at the sound of a melodic voice. A blond guy all dressed in black with a guitar who is less than seven feet from me is singing into a microphone, his guitar case in front of him with a lot of money in it. Resting my head on the table, I clear mind listening to the song.

Got your chemicals all in my veins Feeling all the highs, feeling all the pain Let go on the wheel, it's the bullet lane Now I'm seeing red, not thinking straight Blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine Suddenly, I'm a fiend and you're all I need All I need Yeah, you're all I need It's you, babe And I'm a sucker for the way that you move, babe And I could try to run, but it would be useless You're to blame Just one hit of you, I knew I'll never be the same. -Camila Cabelo. .................................................................... Enjoy reading -T

I knew I shouldn't be upset, but I couldn't help it. I had loved him, after all. And watching someone you once loved betray you right in front of your face hurts like hell. I told myself to forget it and just endure a little longer. This would be the last time I ever let him make me feel this way. Thank God I got to live again. Thank God I had the chance to stay away from trash like him. Later that night, Byron stood behind me in the room and said, "Bethany, once we get to Centraford, you and Lisa should switch identities."

I might free myself tomorrow, but I’m on my way tonight At the bottom of the bottle, you’re the poison in the wine And I know I can’t change you and I, I won’t change I might hate myself tomorrow, but I’m on my way tonight Let’s be lonely together A little less lonely together Let’s be lonely together (yeah) A little less lonely together (yeah) My hands are tied but not tight enough You’re the high that I can’t give up Oh Lord, here we go I might hate myself tomorrow but I’m on my way tonight At the bottom of the bottle, you’re the poison in the wine And I know I can’t change you and I, I won’t change I might hate myself tomorrow but I’m on my way tonight Let’s be lonely together (song ends)

Owen says. I frown as I listen. “Yeah, you can do it. I told you that,” Cameron replies. It sounds like Cameron is walking around tidying up as he talks. I smirk. What the hell are they talking about? “Hey, Dad, play our song,” Owen says. “What… now?” “Please?” Owen begs. “Okay, just one last time.” I narrow my eyes as I listen to them and then I hear a song play on Cameron’s phone. I’ve heard it before on the radio. It’s Justin Beiber singing a song in Spanish with another man.

He took a drink and then another and then several, and, though life remained cloudy, the inside of the cloud began to be warm. By themiddle of the second bottle he had stopped worrying about Lorie and Jake Spoon and was sitting by the piano, singing “My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean,” while Lippy played.

She hated this already. Soon the building was packed, and she was dismissed from standing in the greeting line to go and mingle with the people. She looked at the clock on her phone, and it was nearing seven. She knew that would be her cue to leave. She smiled, knowing this torture was almost over. At five minutes to seven, there was a noise from the back of the building. No one thought too much about it. It wasn’t like an explosion or anything. When the music started to play, it was the theme song for one of her favorite movies that was older than her but she had watched it with Mav for the first time a few years before. She loved the song and the scene it was from. She thought how fitting