Music Strings • Luka Couffaine

|Chapter 24|

The crowd went silent as Luka and (Y/N) started the intro chords, bringing the beat up and they go. (Y/N) was slightly nervous, her hands could barely keep up with the rhythm, but luckily she was only on the base this time.

'I'm glad Luka agreed to switch chords with me. If I did the lead guitar I probably would've flipped on the first chords.'

(Y/N) tries to ease her rapidly beating heart, but it only started to beat even wilder as she hears the chords of the first verse.

"Now this might be a mistake
That I'm calling you this late
But these dreams I have of you ain't real enough."

She silently curses under her breath as she once again misses a note. And then her gaze met with Lukas, his teal eyes were looking intently at her (E/C) ones as he sings his verses.

"Started bringing up the past
How the things you love don't last
Even though this isn't fair for both of us."

The way that Luka gazed at her, made her feel like it was okay. She can just go with the flow. A small smile went up (Y/N)'s face, as she starts to sing the pre chorus with Luka.

"Ooh, maybe I'm just a fool"

"I  still belong with you
Anywhere you, anywhere you are"

Then they both sang the chorus.

"Ooh, these minefields that I walk through
Ooh, what I risk to be close to you
Ooh, these minefields keeping me from you
Ooh, what I risk to be close to you
Close to you."

(Y/N) started to feel a lot calmer now. Her hands were swift and graceful, her mind engulfed with the thought of Luka. All those times they've been together, the joy of spending time with him.

"I didn't notice what I lost
Until all the lights were off
And not knowing what you're up to tortured me."

" Now this might be a mistake
We're broken in so many ways
But I'll piece us back together slowly, oh."

Luka could also feel the positive energy radiating from (Y/N), and that made him feel even more determined to win this round. She looked like an absolute starbeam, like a glowing star.

"Ooh, maybe I'm just a fool"

"I  still belong with you
Anywhere you, anywhere you are"

"Ooh, these minefields that I walk through
Ooh, what I risk to be close to you
Ooh, these minefields keeping me from you
Ooh, what I risk to be close to you
Close to you."

Everyone was silent as they watch two magnificent musicians, perform together in perfect harmony. The synchronization was loved by everybody listening

Clara was right below the stage, her hands crossed yet a smile was plastered on her face as she watches the two aspiring musicians perform.

(Y/N) then started to play the ending chords, with Luka following suit. Her eyes were closed as she tries to feel the rhythm, the beat of the song. And then she started to sing the outro.

"Now this might be a mistake that I'm calling you this late
But these dreams I have of you ain't real enough."

The crowd was silent, for longer than it should've been. (Y/N) abruptly shot her eyes up, her cheeks as bright as an apple. Luka looks at her, a small smile visible on his face.

Everybody started cheering for them, wild clapping, screaming, and whistling could ba heard from below the stage. A small sigh of relief escapes (Y/N)'s lip, her hand rubbing the nape of her neck as her cheeks flared with crimson red blush.

"You did great, (Y/N)." She then heard Luka say. (Y/N) looks at his direction, their eyes gazing back at each other's intently. A small smile went up her lips as she gave Luka a small nod.

"Back at ya partner." She replies.

Clara then came rushing up to them, feeling jumpy and happy and just overall ecstatic. She gave them a small congratulations clap, and then heaves out a small whistle.

"That was an amazing performance from the both of you! You two are really perfect for each other." Her tone of voice was very suggesting, and everyone in the crowd agrees. (Y/N) then gives Clara a small shrug.

"We do make a pretty awesome duo don't you think?" (Y/N) said, gently nudging Lukas side. Lukas face was beet red, but nonetheless he nodded. He could definitely tell that Clara's words weren't what they seem.

Their little victory celebration was cut short, when they heard the speakers were cut out. Clara tries to open her mic, lightly tapping it's head but no use. Somebody switched the cords.

And then a voice started to speak from the speakers. It's voice widely familiar for (Y/N). Her eyes went wide as she hears this voice she dreaded to hear once more. She didn't think that she'd be here, but.. Oh of course she'd be here.

(Y/N) bit down on her lip, her eyes wide as saucers, like a deer caught in headlights. She looks up to see a very family figure walking up to them.

A mic on her hand, and a stern look plastered on her face. (Y/N) didn't think that this day would come, that one day she'd once again meet the trauma of her dreams. The very reason why her childhood was a wreck.

(Y/N) started to feel vulnerable, her eyes were imma frenzy and her legs were starting to shake. Luka could notice this strange behavior of hers, and it had him tensed as well.

"Are you okay (Y/N)?" Luka asked. No answer.

"(Y/N)?" He called out once more.

"Hey..?" No answer.

The crowd made a pathway for this mysterious person. People were already mumbling, gossiping to one another, making (Y/N) tremble even more.

And then the mysterious figure was finally in view. Her face was in a scowl and her hands on her hips. She looks around the area, and then her sharp eyes looked straight at (Y/N)'s (E/C) ones.

"Dear, you never told me you had a pretty looking boy toy." She then said.

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Minefields — Faouzia & John Legend