Distant

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We made it to the practice building and ran inside.  Georg and Gustav were already in there setting up their instruments.  I ran up to Georg and gave him a hug.  He hugged me back before asking "What're you doing here?"  I looked up at him and just smiled before running to grab the extra guitar. I ran back to him and he just looked at me confused.  My smile dropped and I said "Just wait."  While the boys were talking I went to the practice room to just quickly warm up.  I strapped the guitar on and adjusted it.  I set my fingers on the strings and started quietly playing 'Resilience' by Pierce The Veil.  I was in my own world.

Was I overreacting?  I shouldn't be this mad.  He just ditched me.  It was just once.  Maybe I should just forgive him.  Afterall, he didn't do anything that bad.  I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even hear the boys clapping.  I snapped back to reality and looked up as I finished playing the song.  There stood Bill, Tom, Gustav and Georg.  Georg stood there surprised, and I could see the realization in his face when he realized why I was at practice with them.

Bill ran up to me.  "Question.  Do you have the talent of using your vocal chores to make pretty sounds?"  I looked at him weirdly.  "Do you mean...can I sing?"  "Yeah yeah." he said.  I giggled.  "A little.  Why?" I responded.  "Okay good.  You're gonna be playing guitar and singing with me today." he said.  "No, I am not." "Yes you are."  I sighed.  Bill was so stubborn, I knew I couldn't change his mind.

Once we were all set up we started our practice.  The first song on the agenda was 'Love is Dead'.  I walked up to the mic and started strumming the chords on my guitar.  I was nervous.  What if I couldn't sing?  What if I lost all of my talent?  Bill started singing, and Gustav joined in on his drums.

It was almost the chorus of the song.  I want to die.  The chorus was about to come up, and I joined in.  I sang my heart out and hit the strings on the guitar hard as ever.  My stress turned into anger that I took out while playing the song.  My eyes were shut as I was screaming into the microphone, my mind focusing on not messing up.  I opened my eyes and glanced over my shoulder to see Tom staring at me.  I turn back around and start singing louder than before.  The song finally finished and I felt a sense of relief.

The manager started clapping excitedly.  "That was perfect guys! Good job!!!  Aliyah your voice is perfect!  It matches this band perfectly and your guitar skills...11/10!  I really hope you accept our offer!"  I smiled and chuckled a little.  "We just have a few songs left guys, today's practice will be short.  We played the next few songs, and by the time we were done my voice was dying slowly.

I walked out into the break room and fell onto the couch.  I was exhausted and just wanted to go home.  I decided that I was gonna forgive Tom.  I couldn't spend my time being upset over such a small problem.

Guys sorry it's so short I need to cut it off in order to not make it eh

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