Chapter 08: The making of Drunk In Love**'

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Chapter 08: The making of Drunk in Love**'

As I walked out of the room with her I felt truly connected. We sat on the floor facing each other. I felt like we were meant to be.

"Beyoncé" I said in a whisper while getting closer to her. "Yes Shawn?"

"Sing to me." he asked. "Sing to you?" she repeated.

"Yes."

"What song?"

"I will always love you by Whitney Houston"

I held her two hands as she cleared her throat.

"If I should stay,

I would only be in your way.

So I'll go, but I know

I'll think of you every step of the way.

And I will always love you.

I will always love you.

You, my darling you. Mmm.

Bittersweet memories,

that is all I'm taking with me.

So, goodbye. Please, don't cry.

We both know I'm not what you, you need.

And I will always love you.

I will always love you."

Her voice was amazing, I squeezed her hands tighter as she continued.

"I hope life treats you kind

And I hope you'll have all you've dreamed of.

And I wish to you, joy and happiness.

But above all this, I wish you love.

And I will always love you.

I will always love you.

I will always love you.

I will always love you.

I will always love you.

I, I will always love you.

You, darling, I love you.

Ooh, I'll always, I'll always love youuuuuuuu"

When she was done she smiled slightly. "Wow Beyoncé, I never thought you could have sing!"

"No one does, only you know" she whispered. "No, This is talent come with me."

"What?"

"Stop being stubborn." I grabbed her hand and took my keys. She locked the door as she followed me.

We both got into the car. "Put on your seat belt."

"Where are we going?" she clicked the seat belt.

"At my home."

"To the studio" I mumbled.

"What?"

I didn't answer her. I drove towards my home in full speed. I was surprised I didn't get a ticket. I walked outside and took her hand I walked behind the house. Her mouth opened in awe.

"There was more?!" she asked. "Yes." I chuckled.

We walked down the stairs as she walked in. "Oh my Goodness, in here is beautiful"

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