Lost in Your Eyes | Enrique Iglesias

Chapter 15

Is it over? It can't be over, can it? You love Enrique. You love him so much that you hope this is just a stupid fight; horrible, but stupid. No one said it was over. Yet, you don't call or text and neither does he; both of your egos are so high at this point, that you deserves a tough punch in the face.

Tonight's concert is the last one of this tour and it is live streamed on TV, something you do not want to miss no matter what. You turn on your TV and sit back in bed, hugging the pillow Enrique slept on last night, and wait for the stream to start.

Meanwhile, backstage, Enrique can't help but look down.

''Chin up, it's the last concert and then you'll go take your mind off of stuff'' says Tony as he pats Enrique's shoulder.

''I can't, man. I feel like shit'' Enrique looks at Tony who think he sees tears forming in Enrique's eyes.

''Hey, cheer up and do this for your fans, make this last concert worth it. I know you love her, but right now, focus on the gig, man''.

''I keep thinking about how she will break up with me when I go back'' says Enrique, eyes on the floor again.

''You didn't do anything wrong. She will listen, you will see'' Tony hands him his bottle of water. ''Now get out there and make the public dance their hearts out''.

Enrique smiles, gives Tony a hug as a thanks for him being so understanding and a good friends, washes his face with cold water and runs on stage. That's when the live stream starts on tv as well.

You watch as the happy Enrique jums up and down on stage; he looks happy, but it's just a façade. He looks so handsome, that smile so stunning.

''How are you New York? How about you people watching us from home right now? You good?'' he looks and points at the camera in front of him, giving a smile to the camera.

''Who wants to come up here?'' Enrique asks as the first beats of ''Hero'' start playing in the background. Closing your eyes tightly, you let real tears fall down your cheeks. ''It's over, isn't it?'' you whisper to yourself. He never took a girl on up on stage since you became a couple and now it happens again; does that mean it's over?

''Would you dance..if I asked you to dance'' he signs softly into the microphone, his voice sending shivers down your spine. The girl on stage is calm and she's holding him tight, Enrique's one hand on her back and the other holding the microphone. They move slowly to the song as Enrique is singing and staring at nothing. It's obvious that he is not into holding the girl as much as she is into holding him.

''Would you tremble..if I touched your lips'' the girl reaches up to him to kiss him but he turns his head and lets go of her, leaving her standing on stage as he continues singing.

''Would you swear that you'll alw-'' his voice breaks and his eyes meet the floor, as he stretches out his hand with the microphone and lets the public continue the song. No one noticed his voice breaking down, but you did. You really did.

He ends the show with a surprise song for everyone, something he has never played too many times; ''Only a Woman''. ''This is a song that means a lot to me and I hope it reached out to someone in particular out there'' he says as you feel your stomach in knots.

. ''...cause that's my woman, that's all I know..'' he sings as he looks straight into the camera and you smile at him through the tears, as if he can see you. As the song ends and the lights fade, Enrique mouths a ''I love you'' and you choke.

''I'm so sorry'' you say as you look at the TV, forgetting that he can't really hear you.

A few moments later, your phone screen lights up, showing a message from...''Tony?'' you say loudly. Opening the message and seeing what it says, your hands let the phone drop onto the bed and you feel like jumping off a cliff. ''He really loves you, Y/N'' said the message.

It felt way too dramatical in a way; it was just a fight all in all, yet your feelings and tears about it were too real.

*

''I heard you last night but didn't want to bother. I made you pancakes and coffee. I love you.

I hope you feel better today.

Love,

Momma''

You read the note that your mom left on the counter next to a very good-looking plate of pancakes, topped with all kinds of berries. You take a sip of the coffee and think back to how emotional the night was.

''He loves you, Y/N'' is stuck in your mind and you're furious at yourself. Furious because you acted jealous, because you didn't want to listen to him and because you let him go.

As hours pass by, you suddenly hear the front door open and turning around to see who it is, your facial expressions turns into a happy one as you see your father enter the house.

''Hello, darling'' says your dad as he comes towards you with arms wide open.

''Hi dad, I missed you'' you say trying to give him a wide smile.

''Have you been crying, darling?''..

''Just a bit. Don't worry about it''.

''I know you did, I know about it, Y/N''.

You know your dad knows about the fight because he just came from the tour and confused by the choice of songs and Enrique looking down, he had to ask. He found out from Enrique himself.

''Things like this happen, every couple goes through it. I am sure everything will be fine'' he says as he kisses your forehead. ''Now I have to go pick your mum up from work then we'll go grocery shopping. But first, I've got something for you'' he takes out a nice wrapped box from his bag and hands it to you.

''Thank you so much dad, what is it?''

''It's not much honey, but I'm sure you will like it'' he says as you unwrap the box to reveal a beautiful silver bracelet. You hug your dad once again, thanking him.

''But the biggest one if yet to come, you wait. Bye, honey, see you later'' he says as he closes the door behind him.

You admire the bracelet, putting it around your wrist as you look at all the details on it. But not a few minutes later, there's a knock on the door. Confused, you go open it only to reveal Enrique, looking at you with sad eyes, a sweet smile on his lips.

''Enrique'' you whisper, as you let him in. Your heart is racing out of your chest.

''Y/N, you have to listen to me''.

''There's nothing to listen to. It was all my fault, my stupid ass got so jealous for nothing, absolutely nothing'' you look at his handsome face, his eyes fixated on you as he listens carefully to your words. ''My reaction was impulsive and bad and I am sorry if I hurt you by making you think that I don't trust you''.

''You're not a bad person. People are jealous sometimes, everyone is jealous at some point. But you have to know that I would never do anything like that to you, I would never go back to such a disrespectful, psychotic woman'' he smiled at his own words as he comes closer to you.

''I believe you, love'' you reply, grabbing his hand and caressing it.

''Oh, baby girl, we're so childish'' he says as you let out a small laugh.