Sing for Me

The Proposal

I was leaving the recording studio, bag in hand and sunglasses on. I was pleased with the upcoming album. I was going to pay much dedication to Cooper. It was more of a love letter to him. Suddenly I'm taken out of my thoughts. "(Y/n)!" A woman runs towards me from across the street, "(y/n) (l/n)!" She greets me with a smile, "Hi. I'm Miss Williams, I've been trying to get in contact with you." I see what this is. I back away with a smile. "You can reach my assistant through the telephone number-" "You're in danger." I look around seeing no such danger in sight. This has to be a joke. "Excuse me?" She steps closer, "mind if I walk with you?"

A hand on my back as we walk, she speaks with a hushed voice. "I've spoken with Cooper before. A few months back. He refused to listen. He thought everything was my own conspiracy. You are in danger, (y/n). We got as far as they have now, but they have no plan on stopping, and the next step..." Miss Williams shook her head. "No one deserves that type of cruelty." I attempted to pull away from her, acting politely as I could. This woman could be ill. "I'm sorry, I... I have no idea what you're speaking of." She holds my arm, her fingers digging into my sleeve. "They'll kill you, (y/n)." I jerk my arm away with force. The madness in this woman's eyes scares me. Was it an illness that drove her to this madness? Supposedly an unhealthy obsession? Or was it the horde truth? The entire day all I could think of was her words. Who was going to kill me? Did I seriously have that many enemies out there? I'm a singer and actor for fucks sake. She was probably some crazed fan. Yeah, some obsessed woman with too much time on her hands...

Attempting to relax on the couch wasn't achieved. Two hands coming down on my shoulders had me springing from the couch. I spin to look at Cooper who stands there with a smile. "Sorry, honey, I didn't mean to spook you." I protest, "No, it's fine. I'm just in my head." I return to my original seat, cuddling into Cooper's side as he turns on the television.

"How was your day?" I feel him shrug his shoulders. "Not the best. It's not the part I wanted, but it will do." I look at his face, the disappointment clear in his eyes. He could never hide anything from me in his eyes. The truth is always clear to me within his orbs.

This had been happening to both of us. Slowly our acting careers were fading. Less callbacks. Fewer offers. It didn't affect me as much. I relied heavily on my singing as I did before my appearance on screen, but for Cooper, this was his livelihood and legacy. This was his dreams at stake. I kiss his cheek, "no role is a small role, my love." Cooper captured my hand, kissing each of my fingertips. "You always know what to say. Even if I hadn't gotten any part at all. It would've been just fine. All I'll ever need is you." We were truly taken with each other.

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The alarm blared in the room. I roll over shutting it off with a sigh. I turn over and nuzzle into Cooper's side, the cold winter air kissing my shoulders. He wraps his arms around me tightly. "It's so early." He groans, "Don't you just want to stay in bed today?" I roll over onto him, straddling his lap. "Oh, I would love to do nothing more than lay in this bed with you all day, but you promised Janey you two would go get a Christmas tree before lunch." He sighs loudly, dramatically with a roll of his beautiful eyes. "Why so damn early?" "Because she has a whole plan to decorate the tree and eat cookies instead of a healthy lunch. And why on earth would I say no to that? He rolls me off of him, but not without planting a kiss on my lips. "So you'll be in a sexy little apron making cookies like a housewife. Just what I wanted for Christmas." His words strike me. Housewife. This was the first time he had ever referred to me as such. Cooper dips away into the bathroom before I can question him for his words.

I get up and wrap my robe around my frame. I open the door to Janey's room. "Janey, hun, your dad's getting ready. I'm going to start making breakfast. You want to get up and get changed?" She rolls over facing me with a small smile. She nods with a yawn. "Can I have a waffle?" "You, little lady, can have anything you want." I glow at her with unconditional love. She had rooted a place in my heart.