Lovers on the Roof

Chapter 7

WARNING: There's a lot of cursing in this chapter and if in some way you are offended in a certain part of this chapter I'm really really sorry.

Enjoy :)

Chapter 7

“Gab, I need my guitar. I can’t work with this thing, I’m not used to it” I held the guitar that the backstage crew gave me in my shaking hands while trying to reason with my brother.

“You’ll do great, trust me. You have an amazing voice” Gab assured me as he placed his hands on my shoulders and looked deeply into my eyes. I nodded my head, took a deep breath and waited nervously to be called to the stage.

“Ms. Ferrer, five minutes!” One of the stage crew guys told me which made my face pale. My brother looks at me and rolls his eyes.

“You’ll do fine! I promise, you’ll kill them” He smiles at me.

“Do you have your pick?” I nod my head and stared at my guitar.

“And now we have a performance from Ms. Adrianne Ferrer!” The host onstage spoke through the mike.

“Good luck Addie!” Gab shouted. I slowly walked towards the stage. The amount of the audience overwhelmed me. I breathed in and started to talk.

“Um, hey guys! I’m Addie Ferrer and I’m here to say Merry Christmas!” The audience laughed at my nervousness and I smiled widely at them.

“And I’m also here to sing you a Christmas song. So this is Mistletoe by Justin Beiber” I looked at the crowd before me and my eyes were instantly trapped into a familiar pair of blue orbs. I absentmindedly strummed the first chords of Mistletoe and start to sing while staring at those blue eyes.

It’s the most beautiful time of the year

Lights fill the streets spreading so much cheer

I should be playing in the winter snow

But I'mma be under the mistletoe

I don’t wanna miss out on the holiday

But I can’t stop staring at your face

I should be playing in the winter snow

But I’mma be under the mistletoe

With you, shawty with you

With you, shawty with you

With you under the mistletoe

Everyone's gathering around the fire

Chestnuts roasting like a hot July

I should be chilling with my folks, I know

But I’mma be under the mistletoe

Word on the street Santa's coming tonight,

Reindeer's flying through the sky so high

I should be making a list, I know

But I’mma be under the mistletoe

With you, shawty with you

With you, shawty with you

With you under the mistletoe

With you, shawty with you

With you, shawty with you

With you under the mistletoe

Aye, love, the wise men followed the star