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Of course the ever so flirtatious American ended his song with a wink. I clapped and he moved on to his next song, Music Sounds Better With You."Better with you. Better with you, yeah." "I try to write this down, the words just don't come out." "It's hard to say how you feel, been down the longest road, said yes when I meant no." "I lost control of the wheel." "Cause you know that things get so bad, you've got my back." "And it makes me wanna sing, and girl I'm singing about you." "No sweeter sound, then what I found, no perfect love." "Could be more perfect than us." "Ooh baby it feels like, feels like...the music sounds better with you baby." "It feels right, it feels right." "Everything's better with you." "Every song, every rhyme, every word (music sounds better with you)." "Everyday (everyday)." "All of the time (all of the time)." "Every way." "Music sounds better with you."
He was singing this all sweetly and flirtatiously, but after that last line.....things went Iggy all over again. First, he threw off his leather jacket to me, and I caught it like a mad Fangirl. Then, that's when things got real, he ripped off his shirt, revealing his six pack (even though he eats like a gazillion hamburgers). After ripping off his shirt, he crouched down and put his mic up to his mouth and did weird hand motions, like a rapper. So, basically the next verse was all rap style.
"She's my music enhancer." "When the music plays, she's my dancer." "When I'm around her, everything's faster." "Every question I have, she's the answer." "I'm head over heels." "I can't explain it, it's so surreal." "When I'm around you, baby, you make me feel like this."
Then he gave me a quick wink and a winning smile before getting back up and throwing on a tight T-shirt for the rest of the song.
"Everything's better with you, oh, baby." "It feels like, it feels like." "The music sounds better with you, baby." "It feels right, it feels right." "Everything's better with you, oh, baby." "It feels like, it feels like." "The music sounds better with you, oh, baby." "It feels right, it feels right." "Everything's better with you." "Music sounds better with you." "Music sounds better with you."
He ended the song with a huge goofy grin on his face as he made the way back into the audience, taking my hand. Then before I could react, he kissed it. I blushed profusely and gushed how well he did. Now, it's time for France.....oh goodness..... 0-0
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FanfictionThis is where you, the reader are madly in love with Ludwig Beilshmidt (Germany), you and all the countries are friends and you hang out with them all the time.... Ludwig does not know you love him....and you do not yet know how much he loves you...