Daithi was seated on his full size bed, his guitar resting on his lap. He was planning to make another video, but drew a blank when it came to finally choosing a song. He let out a low sigh, strumming the strings absentmindedly.
"It really shouldn't be this hard." Daithi muttered to himself, but why is it?
"Dai?" A small, timid voice called from the doorway. He looked back to see his girlfriend, Nicole.
"Come on in." He motioned, smiling softly. She bit her lip, carefully shuffling her way into the room, and then crawling onto the bed.
"Are you done recording?" She asked, moving to sit beside him.
"Eh. Not yet, but I can't seem to think of what to sing." He admitted. Nicole nodded, sitting a half criss crossed fashion. One leg near her body, the other stretched out, pressed against Daithi's leg.
"Play that one song that I really like." Nicole suggested, wrapping her arms around his waist. She then rested her head against his back.
He smiled and instantly started to strum the guitar, the notes for "Baby Blue Eyes" by A Rocket To The Moon filling the room. She closed her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. His voice soon followed, accompanying the music.
My eyes are no good, blind without her. The way she moves, I never doubt her. When she talks, she somehow creeps into my dreams. She's a doll, a catch, a winner. I'm in love and no beginner could ever grasp or understand just what she means.
He smiled, thinking of her bright blue eyes, and how they light up when she's excited. Thinking about how much she really means to him.
Baby, baby blue eyes, stay with me by my side 'til the mornin', through the night. Well baby, stand here, holdin' my sides. Close your baby blue eyes, every moment feels right. And I may feel like a fool, but I'm the only one, dancin' with you. Oh...
He continued to play as if nothing could stop him. It was natural, especially with the way she clung to him while he sung and played. Daithi soon finished up the song, hearing soft snores coming from the girl behind him. He sung one of the lyrics again, smiling widely.
"But, my heart swears by her..." He whispered. Daithi started to strum randomly at the strings once more, letting her sleep against him.
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Fanfiction"The writer is by nature, a dreamer - a conscious dreamer." - Carson McCullers Just little scenarios about various people. I suppose you can request if you really want to. There is no guarantee that I'll do it, but I will try. | Copyright © Nichol...
