(A/N this is basically the same as the end of last chapter but in Elisa's POV.)
Powerless
And I don't care it's obvious
I just can't get enough of you
The pedal's down, my eyes are closed
No controlI poured my heart out on the song and heard the crowd screaming and singing along. As I finished I saw someone I didn't expect to see. Her the girl from the coffee shop. All I could think of is "why is she here?"
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Elisa POV
I made my way back home from the coffee shop, still angry at Louis for what he said. I don't think I have gotten so mad at someone so quickly after meeting them before. To try and take my mind off of things I turn my car radio up and listen to some music. Music is probably one of my favorites, after photography of course. Finally after what seemed like ages but was only about ten minutes, I pulled up onto my driveway. I got my keys out of my coat pocket and unlocked my front door.
I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, I checked to see who it was and was happy to see Zayn's name.
To: Elisa
Hey, you busy?
From: Zayn
To: Zayn
Nope just got in actually, why what's up?
From: Elisa
To: Elisa
Want to come down to the music shop? We have someone performing soon and I think you will like them.
From: Zayn
To: Zayn
Will be down there in about 15 minutes, see you soon.
From: Elisa
I locked my phone and went to my room to hang up the picture of Zayn's graffiti that I printed in class today. I went into the kitchen to grab a glass of water and the keys to my car. As I was drinking my water the door opened. I grabbed a knife from the counter while thinking who the hell was opening the door.
"Woah, woah woah what's with the knife E?"
"Damn it Harry, you fucking scared me."
"Sorry," he said while laughing. I forgot that I gave Ariana and Harry a key to my apartment in case they ever needed something.
"Well I was about to head down to the music shop, Zayn invited me and said someone's going to perform a song, want to come?"
"Sure, your car or mine?"
"Yours" I said with a smirk knowing that he'll let me drive. You see, Harry has a nice ass sport car and the first time I saw that baby I knew I had to drive it. He didn't let me at first saying how she was precious. Yes - his car is a she. he named his car J-Law and I quote "No one is as hot and sexy as Jennifer Lawrence,".
"E, hurry up or I'll drive J-Law."
"I'm coming damn calm your man boobs."
"Haha.. very funny."
I got into the car and turned on the engine. It roared and I started the drive to the music shop. I was thinking about what happened earlier in the day but my thoughts got interrupted by Harry turning on the radio and it so happened to be Uptown Funk.
"Turn it uppppp," I told Harry as I started to sing along with the song. I rolled down the windows and started bobbing my head along with the beat while Harry was singing along. We got to the music shop 10 minutes later. I turned off the car and got out walking into the music shop. I saw Zayn waiting for me near the back where the old records are.
"Hey Zayn," I said as I gave him a friendly hug,
"Hey Elisa, glad you made it." He said.
"Hey Mate glad you came," Zayn said to Harry as he was giving him a 'man' hug.
"Yeah, nice to see you again," Harry replied.
"So who's performing?" I asked Zayn
"A good friend of mine, he's actually about to start so lets go outside," He said as he was leading us through the back.
There were at least 100 people here. As I was getting through the crowd I heard the guy starting to sing, I had to admit the guy singing was amazing. I really couldn't see what he looked like since I was fairly short and was all the way in the back. Harry was bobbing his head up and down to the beat. I decided to follow Harry's lead and started to dance to the song. I even started singing along to the chorus, jumping up and down along with everyone else. When the song ended the guy said thank you and walked off stage, I never saw what he looked like, but his voice was really familiar.
"Let's go inside," Zayn said to both Harry and I. We followed and sat on the stools near the acoustic guitars.
"What did you guys think?" Zayn asked us.
"Have to admit, he's a great singer, sadly I didn't see what he looks like," I told Zayn.
"I liked it, that song is my jam," Harry told Zayn while laughing.
Harry seemed comfortable around Zayn which made me happy. Both Harry and Zayn started talking about music and bands. I zoned out and saw some records in the back, I really wished I brought my camera with me. I could've taken some nice pictures of this place. I walked around the music shop which was fairly big. I was looking at the keyboards and sat down, touching the delicate keys. I played a bit of piano when I was a little girl, my parents made me take it since they wanted the 'perfect' daughter. I actually liked it but the fact that my parents forced me to take it made me stop doing it. As I got up and walked towards the back to actually see what records they had, I saw him. Louis, the asshole from earlier in the coffee shop.
"Great, you again, how'd you know I was here oh and I don't have my camera with me this time so you can't pester me and insult me this time," I said with a bitter and sarcastic tone.
"I didn't know you were going to be here, and for your information I was here because my friend set up this mini gig for me." He said calmly.
"Wait, you're the singer?" I asked. I was shocked. It would've been my last guess that he was the singer.
"Yes, and if you don't mind I have to go look for my friend." He said, annoyed with my response, and left rather fast.
He left again, leaving me alone with my thoughts, how does someone with such an amazing voice have such a shitty personality?
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A/N
Hiiii i'm baaaack. Updated earlier than last time which i'm actually proud of. Thank you all for over 300 reads we really do appreciate it. If you guys would like you can follow/vote/comment. Thank you sooooo much ily all ♡ hopefully the next update is on wednesday. Anyways until next time ♡
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