One Song Or One Love

Chapter 3

                    CHAPTER THREE

Chloe locked her look with mine, and smiled at me. Her eyes stuck on me. and she wasn't even looking at what she was doing. She was looking at me. Scanning my eyes, and giving me strength to continue.

I was singing without even thinking about how bad or good my voice could sound. I was just singing my heart out, meaning every single word of what I sang...what I had written. I tried to feel the music and burry myself deep into the feelings of this song, because it was the only way to stop thinking about my insecurity.

The fact that we made such a good song in such a short time is truly amazing. And by saying 'making a song', I don't mean writing the lyrics and creating the melody. A song cannot be a song if it doesn't expresses you deep inside. That's  why it didn't take us long. It was up on me if this was going to end up as a real song, or another crappy sound. In all those years of insecurity about my voice and my lyrics, it was the first time I told myself that I am able to make it. Make what I want. Make a song. Sing a song. I could do this, and that is all it takes to make a song...believe in it.

I sang the last word, and pushed out the air in my longs, breaking my voice. My eyes were stuck down, and I breathed heavily.

Silence. The only thing I could hear was Chloe's and John's breathing. I slowly glanced over at them, and waited for their reaction. Sad enough, they had no reaction, no emotion on their faces. I shook my head and raised my eyebrows, looking into Chloe's eyes.

"What's wrong?" I said quietly. My voice husky, and my hands shaking.

"That was beautiful, Max." Chloe whispered with a smile on her face. A fascinated smile.

"Re-really?" I said surprised, looking over at John.

"Uhu." He nodded, smiling.

I smiled back and looked at my watch. It was already 6pm, and I had no clue. How did all these hours pass so fast? I never knew that singing the same song over and over  again and trying new vocals, would make me loose the sense of time.

Chloe ticked my leg lightly, from her chair. I glaced between her and the brown colored piano, and then my eyes landed on her eyes who were asking for my attention. "I think we have to go, now." She said, and stood up, while we were still making eye contact.

I nodded to her and looked at John. His eyes were glowing under the sunlight which was coming from the window. They were stuck on me. Exploring me.  I could feel his eyes piercing my skin, as he looking at me. The only thing that stopped me from creeping out was the light smile he had.

He took a deep breath, moving his jaw preparing to say , but then he breathed out closing his mouth.

"You did a great job today," He started talking, successfully this time " now that we have the vocal plans done, we can just practice on your voice. Just a week or two of practice and you'll be able to sing perfectly." He finished his sentence, throwing me a satisfied look.

He was right; My voice will be perfect after a week of practice. I wanted to thank him for today's rehearsal, but I didn't think it was the right thing to do. Chloe was the one who should be thanked for what she's done. She got me out of my cave, and helped me understand that I can at least do something.

I smiled at a John as a response, and then waited for Chloe to say goodbye.

John talked to Chloe like she was his sister. Well, I know for sure that John is not a family member of her, but they obviously know each other for a long time. I am really curious why Chloe didn't tell me anything about him. She never used to keep secrets from me, and even if that was a surprise. How did she hide this from me? Something is going on here...