Secret Love Song // A Paul McCartney Fanfiction

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Weeks had passed and with each new day, Sienna grew a lot closer to Claudia, which in turn made her homesick gloom a lot weaker. She still was jobless but desperately looking. She'd had a few interviews and even one trial at a cafe.

"I thought you said you had done a barista course?"

"I have." Sienna exclaimed, struggling to suppress the panic in her voice. 'Are all the coffee machines here this complicated?!' Screamed her brain as she hastily turned the steamer nob off. She glanced down at the milk-waterfall that followed the coffee machine, down to the counter, and then the floor.

"It's okay. Most people like the smell of old milk soaked carpet." The man training her sighed with irritation as he went to go fetch a cloth.

She hadn't heard back from any of those places though.

"Si, what about this?"

Claudia handed her a crumpled paper. Opening it, she found the advertisement for Dorothy and the Dots auditions. The same one she had seen the walk before she met with Claudia.

"What about it?" Sienna peered closer at the paper in case she had missed something extraordinary the first time she had seen it on the street.

Claudia rolled her eyes and pointed to the word 'auditions'.

"You should do it!"

Sienna just chuckled and then returned to serious when noticing that Claudia didn't join her.

"Oh you're serious."

"You'd get in for sure. You're like, the best pianist I know and my ex-boyfriend was friends with JB Gill from JLS." Claudia commented.

"I don't know who that is but I assume that was a good comparison?" Stated Sienna before sitting down on the couch.

"Why don't you just try it out?" Her roommate followed her, peering down with an intense stare as if she was trying to manipulate Sienna's thoughts into agreeing.

"Because I'll make a fool of myself. I'm really not that good. You've only heard me practising in my room."

"Those songs you've written are good." Claudia's words seemed to eliminate Sienna's knowledge of the english language. Her face burned red similar to the couch she was sitting on. Immense embarrassment coursed through her body and she felt as if she was made of jelly. Nobody had seen those before. She always made sure to hide them well, there's no way Claudia could've found them.

"What- h-how do you know about my songs?"

"Well... that little notebook that they're all in let a paper slip loose one time when you were getting up to go to bed. I was going to tell you but, I'll be honest, I love knowing other people's business. And you were always so secretive about that journal so I had to read it."

"You do realise that's sort of an oxymoron."

"So I read it and at first I thought it was a poem until I saw the chords written down too. It isn't bad, Si. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about a few of the lines. You have a real talent." Claudia finished her explanation and Sienna sighed, standing up slowly. She held out her hand in suggestion of taking the paper again.

"I'll think about it."

She went to her room, feeling somewhat hopeful. She knew she could be annoyed by Claudia reading the notes she actively kept so secret, even mad, but Claudia did the one thing she didn't expect someone to do seeing her songs; take it seriously. Sienna was embarrassed by her hidden guilty pleasure and that was surrounded by the fear that people would laugh, or poke fun at her songs if she exposed them. However, Claudia didn't. She even said they were good! Maybe letting the world step into her musical mind just a little wouldn't hurt.