If only you could save me || Imagine Dragons Fanfic

Chapter 4

DAN

That day I forget all about the time and I ask Wayne when leaving school,

" Do you mind if I visit you? " I'm in such a good mood, I don't care if I'm late anyway. Why be almost on time and beaten instead of having fun and late but beaten? Well, I will get more beaten, but who cares? Wayne nods and says,

" Of course! Ben and Platz Are coming over too if that's fine for you. " I nod, feeling happy. We wait for Ben and Platz and then walk off to Wayne's together. When we reach his house, I suddenly feel scared. What of his parents are like my uncle and they are mean? Before I have lots of time to think about that, Wayne opens the door and a steps inside, " Ill get some cookies from mom for all of us, you can go ahead to my room. " Ben and Platz nod and walk up the stairs, then wait for me to follow. I hesitate then run after them.

" This is Wayne's room. " Platz says once we enter a big room with a bed and guitars. There are two electric and an acoustic guitar. Soon I can hear Wayne coming and he appears with a plate of cookies. He sits down on the side of the bed and the others sit next to him. Wayne looks at me,

" Take a Seat." I decide to sit down on a chair instead of next to them. Wayne says, " So, what do you want to talk about? Do you play any instruments? I play the guitar, and Ben likes the bass. Platz plays the drums!"

" Well, I can play a little piano, but I haven't played in like, forever." I answer, remembering when I was ten and went to a piano lesson. It was nice, but the piano teacher got sick and died. That was the first time I heard death and knew it meant a change. It meant a change for me, and a stop from doing piano lessons. Since then our dog, George, a Rottweiler, died too. I become aware that I haven't listened to the others talking. Platz was asking me,

" Should we show you how we can play? I can get my drum. " Only for long silence until I finally asked,

" Uh, sorry, I was thinking, what? "

" I was just asking if we should play something for you. "

" Oh yes sure. " Platz leaves to get his drum and Wayne looks at me and then asks when I'm beginning to get uncomfortable,

" You're Notebook. You write lyrics, right? Maybe you could sing some of them? " I hesitate,

" Well, they aren't happy..."

" Who said songs need to be happy?"

"And it's not like I can sing..." I've sometimes sang, but that was back before my uncle took over when my parents left for the hospital. Since then I've only sang quietly, in school. And it always sucks.

" Just give it a try. Please? For me?"

" Fine." I answer just as Platz returns with a drum. I take my notebook out and flip through the pages. I feel like I'm flipping through the pages of my life - there's a song I wrote a while ago, I Was Me. I finally decide on a song called On Top of the World. It's not as sad as the rest. Wayne says,

" Dans going to sing a song before we play."

" I am?" I ask, I thought I was going to sing after they play. He nods and says,

" You can start now." And so I start singing.

If you love somebody

Better tell them while they′re here 'cause

They just may run away from you

You′ll never know what went well

Then again, it just depends on

How long of time is left for you

I've had the highest mountains

I've had the deepest rivers