Your Song • Chaelisa

That Should Be Me

Song of the chapter: That Should Be Me by Justin Bieber

Pov Roseanne Park

I ran my fingers over the keys of the grand piano, I had only seen one so beautiful when I took a class at college, the black painted wood shone making it even more visible in the room.

-Do you like it? - Dong-hae asked behind me.

-It's amazing. - I said, pressing one of the keys and listening to the sound come out of it.

- Can you play? -he leaned against the piano staring at me.

- I can scratch out a few notes. - I laughed and he followed me.

- I'm curious to hear your voice, if you sing a little with me I'll play it for you, what do you think?

Dong-hae was a completely lovely person, I'd only been with him for an hour and I already felt completely at ease.

- What song? - I asked as he sat down on the stool in front of the piano.

We were in one of the music rooms that were scattered around the giant building. There was a stage in front with a wooden floor, some microphone stands, sounds and wires scattered around, I hadn't seen anything like this for a long time.

I leaned against the spot where Dong-hae had been standing before and watched in amazement as he strummed the keys, he was extremely familiar with that instrument, I realized that the notes were coming out loosely, I only managed to recognize the song a few minutes later, when he realized that I knew it, he continued.

Everybody's laughing in my mind, rumors spreading 'bout this other guy.

His voice enchanted me at first, I had already imagined his timbre after hearing him speak but it was much better in practice, deep but sweet.

Do you do what you did when you did it with me?, does he love you the way I can?.

He stared at me. I still didn't feel comfortable getting into that part of the song, in fact I was enjoying listening to his voice, he kept strumming and singing at the same time without getting lost at any point.

Did you forget all the plans that you made with me? cause, baby, I didn't.

Ele iria entrar no refrão mas me encarou de novo, eu não podia mais negar tinha prometido, dei um toque pra ele continuar.

That should be me holding your hand, that should be me making you laugh.

My voice came out a little hoarse, I hadn't done a vocal warm-up in years and I didn't mind that singing came so naturally to me, he smiled when he heard me and continued playing along with the second voice.

That should be me, this is so sad, that should be me, that should be me.

He no longer stared at the piano and in a matter of seconds we were in perfect harmony, the melody seeming to fit easily with our voices.

That should be me feeling your kiss, that should be me buying you gifts.

This is so wrong, I can't go on, till you believe that that should be me.

That should be me.

We sang the last part and he finished the melody.

- Your voice - we said the same thing at the same time and burst out laughing again.