Blaine pulled the Eggo's from the freezer. Layla noticed the box was brand new, and she also noticed there were seven other boxes. Obviously, Blaine did the food shopping. It's the typical breakfast of champions for teenagers.
Blaine hummed Rolling In The Deep by Adele, and did a funny dance while he started with breakfast. His humming turned into singing and then to a full out performance. He loved that it was making Layla laugh.
"Damn, I didn't know you could sing!" Layla got up and ran to the kitchen, joining him. Just as he sang:
The scars of your love,
Remind me of us. They keep me thinking that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling...
Layla joined in, singing in perfect harmony, shaking her hips, grabbing Blaine's hands and twirling around. They laughed while singing and would put on a few silly voices. They hit all the notes at the same time. Blaine gave Layla a solo during the bridge, and she had seriously impressed him, with her voice. It was soulful and beautiful. They were able to harmonize as good as he and Kurt could, and it felt right singing with her. She let him have the solo after her and they both ended it just standing there with tears nearly filling up their eyes, and once they hit the last word, 'Deep,' their vibratos were almost perfectly matched up.
"Wow, you're... you're amazing" Blaine said, jumping to sit on the counter. He had always known he was talented, it was no secret. He was the leader of the Warblers, and had preformed for various audiences. But, he never thought his sister would be so talented.
"Blaine, you're amazing! I'm just one of those people who can sing on key. I'm not Cecelia. She was the singer." Layla thought back to her and Cecelia at seven.
They had made a makeshift stage and curtains out of blankets and their mattresses, which had been pulled off their beds. She had messed around, and sang 'Hey Ya' by Outkast, but still singing her best, to impress her mommy and daddy. But then, Cecelia started. She sang 'I'm With You' by Avril Lavigne, and it was perfect, even for a seven year old. She had a beautiful vibrato and she didn't dance around funny, she stood there with amazing stage presence. She put actual emotion in it. A seven year old with emotion! Her parents were both moved to tears, and after they finished, they ran to her and wrapped her up in a huge hug.
"That's out little star!" Their dad said.
"Oh, Celiey, you sang beautifully!" Their mom said.
Layla just stood there. She was never told she was the star. She never got that hug.
"No, I mean, I'm always singing, but I never knew you could! Wow, thats some real talent. Why don't I remember you ever singing?" Blaine was serious when he said that. Layla knew he never heard her sing, because after her and Cecelia's concert, she didn't sing much anymore. Cecelia became her parents star, she was just the sister. She didn't know how to respond to Blaine. That was something she always kept very personal. Luckily, before she could answer, the toaster oven 'dinged!' Blaine jumped down from the counter took out three plates and distributed the waffles evenly.
As they sat at the table, Aunt Lynn walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel.
"Good morning you guys!" She exclaimed, "Lay, how you doing?" She said, sitting down at the table.
"I'm... I'm better" Layla wasn't lying, she found herself at times, almost forgetting yesterday. She had felt so at home at Aunt Lynn's, after only three hours.
"Thats really good honey, but if somethings wrong, we're here, remember we will talk to you about anything, like, I mean anything. We could talk about nuclear missiles, or Rupert Grint, or who's that guy? Oh, Zac Efron, we could talk about him." Layla laughed, Aunt Lynn had a great sense of humor, but she was still extremely reassuring.
