Forgotten Love

Chapter 6

As Lucas walked towards Allen, his eyes shining with love and adoration, Eleanor snickered and whispered to Allen, "Looks like someone's got it bad!"

Allen's face grew hotter, and she felt flustered, unsure of how to react. She tried to play it cool, but her heart was racing with excitement.

Meanwhile, Louis's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he watched Lucas approach Allen. He felt a pang of jealousy, his mind racing with thoughts of Allen and Lucas together.

He couldn't believe he was feeling this way, but he couldn't deny the emotions swirling inside him.

As Lucas reached their table, he smiled at Allen, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Hey, beautiful," he said, his voice low and husky. "Enjoying the music?"

Allen nodded, still feeling flustered, while Eleanor grinned mischievously. Louis, on the other hand, looked like he'd sucked on a lemon, his face twisted in a scowl.

The tension at the table was palpable, with Lucas's adoration, Allen's fluster, Eleanor's amusement, and Louis's jealousy creating a volatile mix.

It was clear that this was more than just a casual encounter...

Lucas asked Allen to sing with him, and despite her initial hesitation, the alcohol coursing through her veins emboldened her to agree.

She stood up, her voice trembling slightly as she began to sing.

But as the notes flowed from her lips, something miraculous happened. Her voice, once tentative, grew stronger and more confident, filling the bar with a beauty that mesmerized everyone present.

Heads turned, eyes widened, and mouths dropped as Allen's voice soared, entwining with Lucas's in perfect harmony.

The room was transfixed, with all eyes on the duo, especially the goddess-like Allen.

And then, amidst the enchantment, Lucas and Louis locked eyes, their gazes meeting in a flash of recognition and tension.

Lucas's eyes widened in surprise, while Louis's narrowed, his jaw clenched in a mixture of shock and anger.

The air was electric, the atmosphere thick with unspoken emotions and unresolved conflicts.

The singing continued, but the undercurrents between the three individuals threatened to disrupt the magic of the moment...

As Allen finished singing, she bid goodbye to Lucas, who was beaming with pride and admiration.
She turned to leave with Eleanor, but then spotted Louis sitting in the corner, his eyes fixed on her. She walked over to him, a smile on her face.

"Hey, Louis. Thanks again for your help today. I really appreciate it," she said, her voice sincere.

Louis smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Anytime, Allen. You were amazing up there."

But before they could exchange another word, Lucas appeared at Allen's side, his eyes flashing with jealousy.

"Hey, what's going on here?" he asked, his tone possessive.
Allen, oblivious to the tension, introduced Lucas to Louis, but the air was thick with unspoken rivalry.

Lucas's eyes narrowed, his gaze flicking between Allen and Louis, while Louis's expression remained calm, but his eyes gleamed with a hint of challenge.

Eleanor, sensing the tension, excused herself, leaving the trio alone.

The silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the soft music in the background, as the three individuals navigated the complex web of emotions and relationships....
As the night wore on, Allen glanced at her watch and realized it was getting late.