It's now the day of the concert and Christen was nervous. She told Tobin to accompany her, which she just agreed because there was no way she was letting her fiancé see her ex by herself.
She fortunately got seats that were close, but not too close to the stage. Christen anxiously fiddled in her seat, waiting for the show to start.
The whole room suddenly turned dark, no light to be found. Seconds later, a familiar voice is heard throughout the whole building. People start cheering and screaming. A spotlight shines on a person sitting on a stool on the stage as she sang.
Now it's just me
and a hundred square feet of
bittersweet memoriesDeleted the playlist
But I still hear all of your favorite melodiesStrangers, to lovers, to enemies
Christen listens carefully to the song, her heart breaking at the lyrics.
Could've at least shown me some decency
Done me a favor and packed up your clothes
Falling in love, no, it ain't for the weak
So don't try this at homeShe did move to England with Tobin without any of her clothes. All she took was her passport and essentials, left everything else behind, including you.
Ain't it funny how time shows you
You know nothing
'Cause I used to love you
But now you're dead to me
Strangers, to lovers, to enemiesThe song comes to an end, everyone cheering you on.
"Thank you." She hears your voice in person for the first time in years. "I am really glad you all came to hang out with me for the night. Um, the song that you guys just heard is called In the Kitchen and I wrote that like five years ago. And before I forget to tell, all, well not all, but most of the songs I will sing tonight will be released sometime tomorrow."
You play a couple more songs, some were new and some were some old ones.
"Okay. This next song is probably my favorite I've ever written. Well one of two of my favorite. If you watched my live, you know that I've been in Spain for the last couple years. I've complete gone MIA. You heard nothing from me, from my friends, my manager, nothing. Like I just fell off the face of the earth."
You move your stool and mic stand off to the side, where someone grabs them off the stage.
"Met someone there. I never really believed in soulmates before I met her, but I'm pretty sure she is mine. She's not like any other person I've come across and it'd be stupid of me to give her up. I wrote this around two years ago. This is Anyone."
The music starts and everyone cheers loudly.
Dance with me under the diamonds
See me like breath in the cold
Sleep with me here in the silence
Come kiss me, silver and goldYou walk around the stage, the spotlight following you.
You say that I won't lose you
But you can't predict the future
So, just hold on like you will never let go
Yeah, if you ever move on without me
I need to make sure you know thatYou are the only one I'll ever love
(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone
(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)
Looking back on my life
You're the only good I've ever done (ever done)
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone (anyone)
Not anyoneDuring the chorus, pictures of yourself and a girl is projected, like a collage. (exactly like jb's performance for this song) You can hear cheering and whistling all around you, no doubt it's because you've revealed your partner.
Christen didn't know what to think. She knew she had no right to feel whatever it is she's feeling right now 'cause she left you, she's in a relationship, engaged even.
Forever's not enough time to (oh)
Love you the way that I want (love you the way that I want)
'Cause every morning I find you (oh)
I fear the day that I don'tYou say that I won't lose you
But you can't predict the future
'Cause certain things are out of our control
Yeah, if you ever move on without me
I need to make sure you know thatYou are the only one I'll ever love
Only one (I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)
Yeah, you, if it's not you it's not anyone
(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)
Looking back on my life
You're the only good I've ever done (I've ever done)
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone
It's not anyone, not anyoneDifferent photos appear on the screen behind you. More intimate photos. Your wedding photos shocked the crowd, but what gave out the loudest cheers were the ultrasound and family pictures.
You're a very private person, yet, you were revealing everything that had happened the last five years, well not everything, just what you want to show.
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If it's not you, it's not anyone
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, whoaFireworks go off, the crowd is getting pumped up. Despite hearing the song for the first time, people were singing along as loud as they could.
You turn to look at the photos, singing to them, your family.
Yeah, you are the only one I'll ever love
(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya)
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyone
(I gotta tell ya, gotta tell ya) gotta tell ya
Looking back on my life
You're the only good I've ever done (ever done, oh, yeah)
Yeah, you, if it's not you, it's not anyoneAt the end of the song you're breathing loudly. Taking in everyone's cheers and applause.
"Thank you!"
It finally quiets down. You grab your stool and mic stand and set it at center front stage. You grab a towel and a water bottle.
"This was a very personal song. It actually took a while to write it, but was worth it in my opinion." Suddenly, a little girl comes running to you on stage, a woman with a baby in her arms chasing her. 'Hola bebe' could be picked up from the mic as you pick the girl up. "We've got a couple of concert crashes with us tonight."
The baby in the other woman's arms holds his arms out for you so you quickly place the mic in the mic stand and grab him.
"Might as well introduce you guys in person. Diles tu nombre bebe. En inglés por favor."
"Hi! My name Emilia and I free (three)."
"This little dude here is Alexandro and he just turns one." You said bouncing up and down. "Last, but definitely not the least, my beautiful wife _____!"
Seeing you on stage, so happy with your family, makes Christen have so many thoughts and questions running through her head.
What if she never left you that day?
Would you be this happy having a family with her?
Is this what she could've had with you?
But those questions will forever be unanswered. She let you go five years ago, she should be happy with her fiancé.
But a heart never forgets what the mind does.
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Fanfictionimagines I wrote of women footballers! *ignore spelling mistakes pls, ty!*