You Are Mine (a The Voice Uk/Danny O'donoghue Fanfiction)

Chapter Five Say Whaaaat

Baam, I got a fucking strong voice! Aundrea Nyle is mine, Aundrea Nyle is mine!

I grinned with big success at the crowd, turning to look at Tom, who had also pushed his button for her.

"Aww, poor Tom didn't get his wild time with the absolutely fabulous lady?" I teased the old gentleman satisfied. That really made my day, even if I knew we had to work a bit more together on her voice. I disagree with Will, she has her voice in perfect control, she just needed to learn, on which point she should use all the power she possessed and when to lay back.

"You snatched her away from me," Tom grunted, quite upset. "I'm gonna get you back for this." Oooh now I felt scared. No sarcasm noted.

I couldn't help the smile.

I was quite uncertain about the first one in my team. Sean Conlon. Even if I didn't let it show, it had bothered me a bit that nobody else had turned around. 'Oh c'mon, Ava! Pull yourself together, you have more knowledge of music than all of them together,' the egotistical side of me whispered in my ear. I felt like Jack Sparrow as he had his mini-clones on his shoulders. 'Knowledge is nothing against experience' I inwardly sighed. 'Oh you've got enough of that, too'

'But not more than all of them together,' My still content smile grew at my inner SO-not-funny joke, snapping myself out of it.

A dream-stained sigh could be heard from the right. "Isn't she amazing?"

We all heard the tentative footsteps, at once stopping with whatever we were doing.

I raised my head in anticipation.

"I've been down and

I'm wondering why

These little black clouds

Keep walking around With me

With me"

A warm voice swamped through me, relaxing. I smiled slightly, nodding my head along with the beat.

"So maybe tomorrow...I find my waaaaaay hoome!" I felt the tension of anticipation disappear, leaving my stiff body slumping. 'That is good' And with that thought in mind I pressed my button, only a second later realizing Tom did at the same time.

Sharing a small grin, fully aware this would turn into another fight of getting the voice on our own team, I looked up to meet the eyes of the current singer. I smirked a little as I saw how he hunched down to the level of the microphone, trying meanwhile to play the guitar. 'Playing an instrument as well, a bonus,' I thought as I saw another light flash on. Will.I.am. O sod it.

I glared his way, pretending a gun in my hands, shooting him down. He was mine! Not meant the way it probably sounded.

Will laughed, flashing his white teeth, a nice contrast to his skin, as the song ended sooner than it should have.

The crowd cheered and we clapped along.

As usual the dude smiled nervously, immediately getting shy as Jessie and Danny turned around now too. It was amazing to watch how some of them were totally confident whilst singing and afterwards recoiling back.

"Hey man, what's your name?" Danny asked with a trace of smile shown on his face.

"My name is Adam Isaac," the smile slipped away from my lips as his deep voice echoed only one peculiar word over and over. 'Adam...Adam...Adam...'

"...That was fucktarted," Danny's loud forceful clapping got me zoned out of my world, which consisted only one face. One face that meant so much to me.