"L"
"L"
"Z"
"N"
"H"
"J"
"SIX DIRECTIONS!!!"
We laughed hysterically before stumbling into our dressing rooms.
Kana was still sick, so I dubbed Cam my wardrobe assistant. Like good old times, right?
My first dress was a white flowing gown-thing that stopped just before my knees. The second color, to off the white, was an off-pink, which I used in a gem-like necklace and strappy heels.
We talked about anything and everything as I did my hair. I really loved it too, long waves and hair seams tied back with a bow.
As the boys introduced themselves, as if they needed to, I grabbed my mic and hummed constantly, keeping my voice from cracking.
The boys ran back and pushed me on.
I gave a casual wave, "Hello! How are you all doing tonight?"
The screams were a blessed reassurance.
Nervous wasn't even the beginning of it.
"Great! Well, I have three songs for you tonight as opposed to my usual one to two! My favorite song will actually be ten minutes long! Weird, right?" I chuckled as the band came out.
The almost chorus-like noise filled my head, a smile overtook my face and I began,
{EL}
"The slightest words you said
Have all gone to my head
I hear angels sing in your voice
When you pull me close
Feelings I’ve never known
They mean everything
And leave me no choice
Light on my heart, light on my feet
Light in your eyes I can’t even speak
Do you even know how you make me weak
I’m a lightweight
Better be careful what you say
With every word I’m blown away
You’re in control of my heart
I’m a lightweight
Easy to fall, easy to break
With every move my whole world shakes
Keep me from falling apart"
I walked around the stage in a flowing motion, light steps and lots of spinning.
"Make a promise, please
You’ll always be in reach
Just in case I need
You there when I call
This is all so new
Seems too good to be true
Could this really be
A safe place to fall
Light on my heart, light on my feet
YOU ARE READING
Don't Ask // l.payne
Fanfiction{ UNDER CONSTRUCTION } "Before I knew the right choice, I had to stop talking and listen. Not listen to my heart, but listen to him . . ." Jazzmyn Tomas, eighteen, international model, die-hard tobyMac fan. When her best friend, her only girl friend...
