When two girls whos parents got in a fight at a movie premiere years ago are forbidden to see eachother, reconnect after all those years, wonder if it's a bad idea, right?
"Fuck it, it's fine."
I feel Gracie's hands on my face after I see the last comment she wrote to me.
And yes I am blushing.
"Your face feels a little hot baby." I can hear the smirk in her voice.
"It's just hot in here." I say replying trying to change the subject. "Wanna hear a little something I wrote?" I say getting up to go sit at my blue keyboard, the matching red one sitting in Gracie's apartment.
"Sure."
I pull out my notebook and flip to one of the very last pages, it seems like after recording the songs I've been able to just write. I flip to a song called teenage dream.
"So i titled it Teenage Dream but Katy Perry already has an iconic song called teenage dream so i don't know, but i still need the beginning of it and-"
"Just sing baby."
The nickname. Again.
"Right. Okay." I laugh nervously.
"And when does wide-eyed affection and all good intentions start to not be enough? When will everyone have every reason to call all my bluffs? And when are all my excuses of learning my lessons gonna start to feel sad? Will I spend all the rest of my years wishing I could go back? I'll blow out the candles, happy birthday to me Got your whole life ahead of you, you're only twenty But I fear that they already got all the best parts of me And I'm sorry that I couldn't always be your teenage dream They all say that it gets better It gets better the more you grow Yeah, they all say that it gets better It gets better, but what if I don't?"
I stop playing and look up hoping to be able to read Gracie's face.
"I mean I still have to do the first verse and I think I'm gonna repeat the ending but"
"It's really good Ems." She smiles and comes and sits next to me on the piano bench, getting up from the couch which she was once facing me from. "Wanna hear a little something of mine?"
She starts to sing the opening verse of the blue, her voice sounding absolutely mesmerizing.
"That's all you get to hear. For now at least."
"Who's it about?" I ask. "I love it. Finally a happy song."
"You make me happy." She says replying back.
"It's about me?"
"I never said that." She breaks eye contact. "You have a blushing problem."
"I do not!" I say defensively.
"Yes you do!"
"Do not!"
"It's okay! It's cute!"
"It's not.. it's not there!"
"Yeah okay, keep telling yourself that." She says getting up and walking back over to the couch.
My phone gets a notification and I pick it up.
Unknown: Break up with her.
I block the number, not reading much into it and delete the text. But soon enough there's another text, from another unknown number.
Unknown: I'm not joking, break up with her.
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