A Song for You (ON HOLD)

Strange Love!

A Song fot You : 11

Inspired by : Sugar of  Maroon 5

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A/N: to the one who requested this song, sorry if I couldn't gave justice to the song. Hindi ko magawan ng appropriate story eh. Kaya kung ano lang flow na gusto ko, yun ang ginawa ko. Hehe sorry. Again, its the thought naman diba? Gawin nalang nating background ang song para sa weird na story na to :) Okay, happy reads!

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I love to sing. In fact I love playing instruments too. Yung collections ko, mga albums ng iba't ibang banda. Boybands, local/international singers, name it. Justin Timberlake, Taylor Swift, Bruno Mars. 5SOS, The Script, The Vamps, lahat na pangalanan mo. Lahat ng kanta nila ibato mo, kaya kong kantahin mga kanta nila.

Which my friends called it as weird. And I don't understand. Like, kailan pa naging weird ang pagkahilig sa musika? Like, duuhh? Well, hindi naman ako talaga ganito. Not until my first love broke me. I had a girlfriend, yes. But thats it, had. At dun nagsimula ang pagkahilig ko sa kanta. Kasi nung broken hearted ako, music became my sanctuary.

Sabado ngayon walang pasok, andito lang ako sa kwarto. Wala, ayokong lumabas. Mas gusto ko pang pakinggan lahat ng kanta sa album collections ko kesa mag lakwatsa. Lalabas lang ako kapag may bagong album release ang mga paborito kong banda.

Busy ako sa pagtugtog ng latest fave song ko ng maroon 5 ng tumunog cellphone ko. I frowned when the number was unregistered.

"Sino na naman kaya to?" I asked myself and sighed frowned even more when I read the message.

"Kailan mo ba isasauli ang CD's na hiniram mo?  Yan ang hirap sayo eh. Magaling kalang manghiram pero kinakalimutan na ang pagsasauli!" The message said.

Hindi ko yun sinagot and even deleted it. Alam ko prank lang yun. Mahilig kasing mang trip ang mga kaibigan ko. I continued playing  when my phone beeped again.

"Hoy! Sumagot ka! Isauli mo ang CD ko!" Napakunot ang noo ko. Sino ba tong ugok na to na ang lakas mang trip?

Hindi ko nalang ulit sinagot. Lagot talaga sina Ara mamaya eh. Pag nakita ko sila. Ang lakas nilang mang trip eh. Pero parang walang balak tumigil, kasi makaraan ang ilang minuto, tumunog na naman phone ko. So I took my phone and angrily started typing...

"Kung sino ka man, do not play prank on me dahil nasa kalagitnaan ako ng pagtutugtog. Wala akong maalalang nanghiram ako ng CD kahit kanino. I can afford to buy one anyway. Please, don't bother me by texting me. Thanks."

I replied as I throw my phone at my bed and continued where I left at. And to my surprised, my phone started ringing.

"Aba loko! Ano bang problema nito?" I loudly asked as I answered the call.

"Hello?!" Galit na boses ng babae ang sumalubong sa akin.

"Yes?" I answered and there was silence on the other line. "What do you want?" I asked

"I need to speak to Dianne Nieto please. Sino ka? Are you her sister?" The woman from the other line asked.

"My name's Alyssa and I do not know any Dianne Nieto. I dont have a sister either." Diretsa kong sagot  kaloka. Hanapan ba ako ng mga taong di ko naman kilala?

"Oh Sorry.." The voice on the other line was apologetic. "Wrong number yata. Mali ata naibigay ng kaibigan ko. Sorry ah." She said and I arched my brow.

"Fine! Bye." I said and was about to drop the call.

"Wait!" I heard her say over the phone. "Tumutugtog ka and you're a girl?" I heard her asked and I arched my brow again.