Sweet desire (phantom of the opera x Y/N)

Meeting the phantom

Erik's POV

I had heard her Last night she had the voice of an angel she wasn't the usual kind of girl I was interested in she was pure-hearted that was true but she sang so differently from Christine. It's still hard to talk about Christine, Christine, Christine but all I could think was Christine she was the only thing on my mind. What if I had done something differently maybe she would have stayed but she betrayed me so many times when she took off my mask revealing it to the public. Still, I have a soft spot for her in my heart, it will hopefully hurt less over time but until that day comes all I'll care about is finding my next angel of music as if I needed someone to fill her space in as if I needed someone that badly only, if a woman like Christine could do more than kiss me I want passion I want love I want what's mine. Christine wanted me she was in my grasp but Raoul used manipulation to win her heart because they were 'childhood sweethearts' that's what they told me. Only if I had gotten rid of Raoul when I got the chance, would she have been mine.

Whoever that woman is I will make her mine, I will make her my angel of music... She will love me. I'm going to make a note to her to help her... so I can make her be a part of my music...

Y/N POV

I can't seem to get that voice out of my head he had a sultry sound to his voice. I wonder what he looks like imagining his hands over my neck and chest embracing me. Even if I hadn't seen him his voice gave me the shivers. Suddenly Vivian nudged me talking about a horrific event that had happened last night, I wondered what she had meant, she told me about Carlotta and how she had supposedly died and how there was a note next to her body saying:

'I thought I made it clear last time
that I didn't want Carlotta on the stage
so that's why she had to go.
O.G.'

When I looked to the side of the bed I saw a note to the side of me I was confused and I decided to look at it in private and walked to a secluded part of the opera house. the note read:

'I heard your singing last night,I would like to talk to you.
Meet me at the dressing rooms at 2am...
There's a mirror in there I will be there.
A.O.M'

I wondered what A.O.M meant but I didn't think about it any further i decided that I would meet this mysterious man, i knew it was dumb to meet a random man but I was so intrigued. throughout the day I kept continuously thinking of this man and what we may do... I know I'm a hopeless romantic but I can only hope that a man of mystery could be the man of my dreams. but that's stupid I shouldn't be a damsel in distress I should be able to look after myself and not need a man to save me, it would destroy me I should be independent, not feeble. I tried not to make it obvious that I had gotten a letter from that mysterious man, I don't think it was the Phantom ghost but still, I wanted to keep a clear mind on the off chance that it was the Phantom ghost.

Later on, I got dressed into a white nightgown which was hanging to the bottoms of my heels. I felt as if I was floating on a cloud, once I had I went to bed for a little rest. After my rest I woke up realising it was only 10 minutes away from 2 am. I walked there pacing as my nightgown dragged along my feet. Once I got there I opened the door slowly realizing I only had 2 minutes until the man would appear. I turned around thinking maybe he wouldn't come but thought for one moment that maybe he would so I decided to wait at least until 5 minutes later. As it got to 3 I thought maybe I was foolish for thinking an actual man may appear.

I stood there and saw something in the mirror as I got closer I heard the same man singing again i suddenly got overwhelmed and started to breathe heavily, continuously looking at the mirror. As I got to the arm's length of the mirror I decided to put my hand on the mirror and suddenly the man started to sing loudly, I felt the mirror start to move so I moved my hand away from the mirror in shock. suddenly I saw a hand grip mine and I tried not to scream but it was impossible. suddenly I thought for a second what if something happens If I scream I do not want to scare him off.

As he grasped my hand I felt my heart flutter feeling his gloves of leather rub against my hand. I chose not to speak and look at him wanting him to reveal himself he turned his head for me to see an emotionless but protective man looking over at me, As I looked closer I saw he had a mask over half off his face as if he was hiding a secret. We slowly walked over to this horse which was a pitch black colour. He lifted me up onto the horse, I was shocked by how manly he was and how much of a gentleman he was. I held on to the horse as he slowly walked beside me holding onto the reins. I kept looking at him, and I kept noticing things I hadn't before like his light tan skin which was smooth, those light green eyes which were the color of tinted green glass, and that hair which was near shoulder length with a midnight black colour. We soon got to this wooden boat and he lifted me off the horse and we got on to the boat. As we got further in the boat ride I felt a sudden urge to sing, so I did. I sang softly but loudly, and he suddenly said 'Sing my angel of music' and it made me sing so much louder. He continuously said it over and over and every time he did I kept in rhythm and continued singing.

Once I had gotten to the peak of the singing I slowly got quieter and softly finished the ending of the singing. He looked at me and said he was intrigued by my voice and how he would like to help me go further and hopefully one day become an operatic singer. I felt shocked, I looked at him and felt loved. Only if a guy like him would notice a girl like me in real life. I thought it might have been a dream so I decided to pinch myself and felt pain, he didn't notice, and I looked around finally mesmerized as I knew it was real.