The Problem With Musicians

Chapter 20

Jake looked in back and forth between Miranda and I.

My hands were still streched out, my body half turned as if I was going to block the wall with my body. Miranda was not-so-stealthily edging Jake's guitar closer towards me, and I wonded how she would play it off.

"What the.. hell?" Jake asked again, his eyes finally falling on me and my awkward position I had frozen in.

"I.. It's.. She..."  I stuttered, my mind too jumbled to even try to string three words into a coherent sentence. Jake's eyes bore into mine as I tried to tell him through my eyes, not too sure what, just to not believe whatever was starting to spew out of Miranda's mouth.

"Oh Jake, I was just so upset, I came here to dance and blow off some steam," she cooed, widening her eyes and trying to seem worried, "And as soon as I walked into the room, I found Melissa in here, giggling like mad and setting up to destroy your guitar! I luckily had just wrestled the guitar out of her grip when you came in."

She tried to reach out and clutch Jake's arm, but he moved it out of her reach and turned to face me. I felt my palms get sweaty and my throat go dry; whatever I said now wouldn't be good enough to persuade him over Miranda's story.

Gulping, I opened my mouth slightly and said the one thing I knew he would believe, "I read your note. I was going to go see you."

Miranda, who had been watching me intently had a wicked grin across her face. "Ha!" she yelped, "I knew you were going to go meet him. I knew you had gotten a note from him! This is proof that you are trying to steal my boyfriend away! You little whore!"

That's what got me. Miranda-- the girl who had made out with Jake when he was still dating me-- was calling me a whore. Fire seared in my stomach and I narrowed my eyes at her, hands curling into tight balls, held close to my sides.

"You.. Have no fucking right to call me a whore. You took Jake from me, when I was still dating him! You made out with him, in the middle of the goddamn dance floor. Normal girls don't go around flirting and sucking faces with their 'enemies' boyfriends! And I also distinctly remember you telling me, that he didn't want to be your boyfriend anymore! So in reality, I am not trying to 'steal your boyfriend'!" I shrieked.

Jake and Miranda said nothing as they stood there, gaping at me. Finally, after what seemed to be an hour, Miranda narrowed her eyes, huffed out a breath, spun around, and stalked towards the door. Just before she left, she turned and glared straight at me and snipped "Fuck you, bitch."

When the door finally slammed shut after her, I sank back against the wall behind me. Curling up into a ball, I let my head fall down, hitting my knees and resting there. My arms wrapped up around my head; as if I was in a sitting fetal position.

A moment after I had finally settled, I heard movement come towards me, and I remember that Jake was in the room with me. He came over and settled down right next to me on the wall, not saying anything, not making a move, just sitting. His closeness was comforting, and before I could move, he started talking.

"I.. Remember the first time I came in here? It was when.. When you hurt your ankle." he mumbled, obviously unsure if he should bring up such story with me. I giggled underneath my arms, remembering Nikki and Taylor running in at last second on us, how we had sat in almost the exact same spot, and he had sung to me then as well.

"Just to make it the same," I said, my voice muffled by my arms, "Wanna sing a song for me?" I know that Jake heard me as I heard him shuffle over to where Miranda had set, more dropped, his guitar and move back quickly.

Breathlessly, he asked "What song?" He knew me too well. I always had a song for him to sing. Whether I would admit it or not,  whenever I saw him(espically when he had his guitar), I wanted to rush up to him and tell him the song. Now was my chance.

I wasn't going to screw it up.

There had been one song that I had forgotten that was on my phone, that I wanted him to sing for weeks. It was basic, but not well known; I wouldn't be surprised if Jake didn't know it. I blushed as I removed my hands from over my head and lifted my head to look at him. I knew I was blushing, I always blushed when I saw Jake anymore, as I whispered "Uh.. 'Kiss Me Slowly' by Parachute. I-if you know it. It's fine if you don't."

 Jake smiled at me, before returning his attention to his guitar. I flinched as I saw the nick that seemed so out of place on the glossy exterior. All because Miranda dropped it. All because I was stupid enough to not go to the band room quickly.

"Well, I'm not sure what this is gonna be,

But with my eyes closed all I see

Is the skyline, through the window,

The moon above you and the streets below.

Hold my breath as you're moving in,

Taste your lips and feel your skin.

When the time comes, baby don't run, just kiss me slowly.

Stay with me, baby stay with me,

Tonight don't leave me alone.

She shows me everything she used to know,

Picture frames and country roads,

When the days were long and the world was small..."

My head snapped towards Jake immediately, not realizing that he had already started singing. His voice washed over me with the soothing lyrics of the one song that I had deperately wanted to hear him sing. I regretted letting him go, what I regretted more is that I never tried throughout the time we were apart to get him back.

As the last chord finally vibrated throughout the room, I looked over at Jake, taking his features in. The shaggy hair, the full lips, and his piecing eyes that always made my heart skip. He was important to me, no matter what might have or could happen.

And I did not want to let him get away again.

Before Jake could even meet my gaze or take in a breath to talk, my lips were crushed against his. I felt the butterflies in my stomach swooping with joy as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His arms were slow to respond, but quickly wound their way around my waist.

That was it.

I had Jake back.

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yay for updating!

i swear, i start everything off with that.

it's valentine's day tomorrow, ugh.

well, it isn't terrible, I get to go see beautiful creatures, but I haven't read the book(forgive me!! the library didn't have it)

erm yeah, well this got all kind of gushy at the end. don't we all love gushiness espically at this time of year?

gag, this is making me want to puke -.-

okay, i promise to try and update sooner, this is a bad chapter i know.

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