Denied the chance (The Script fanfic)

I Got Nothing

Ten years ago, that's when it happened. Ten years to the day. I can't help but think: did I leave it too late? Ten years is a long time, a lot can change and it has. I haven't changed much, but he has; he's not the scruffy lad from down the road anymore. He has made something of himself, followed his dreams. But I know, deep down, that he is still that same person. The person that I fell in love with. That is why I have to do this. I have to see him one more time.

Now, here I am, microphone in hand, ready to sing my heart out; ready to see if he remembers. Walking onto the stage was the most nerve-wrecking experience of my whole life. That has nothing to do with the fact that I am going to be singing to thousands of people. It is simply that I am going to see 'him' again. Silence falls upon the room as I approach centre stage, the only audible sound is my steady heartbeat, increasing by the second. Then, the opening notes to 'One' by U2 echo through the room. This is my chance. I put my heart and soul into performing and I am totally oblivious to anything in the room. Anything besides him. His name on the back of the big, red chair. Danny. This was our song, the song that we would spend all our time constantly singing. Hope. That is all I have, hope that he will recognise me. He always used to say I had a unique voice. As I sing the last notes of my performance tears threaten to spill from my eyes.

'Did I ask too much, more than a lot, you gave me nothing, now it's all I got, we're one, but we're not the same.' Nothing. No-one had turned. I am more nervous than ever now. I finally get to see him again, face-to-face. The chairs begin to turn, as my heart begins to explode. I just can't seem to draw my eyes from him and before I know it he is looking back at me. I notice a slight recognition in his eyes. Again, hope arises. However, my hope is crushed as his eyes glaze over and Jessie begins to speak.

'Hello love, what's your name?'

'Ellowyn,' I reply, still searching Danny's expression, 'Ellowyn Cleary' I manage to tear my eyes from him just in time to hear Jessie speak once more.

'I'm so sorry.' She begins,'Actually, no, I'm not sorry. You have a truly beautiful voice and I want you to know that. The thing that I do feel however is frustrated. Will is the only person with space left on his team, and I think he is stupid not to have turned.' She finishes, taking a deep breathe. I let out a slight giggle at how dramatic she is.

'Thank you.' I say, not able to find any other words.

'I have to say, the song choice was magnificent Ellowyn. And I can tell that that song means an awful lot to you. I could hear the raw emotion in your voice.' I nod again.

'It does mean a huge amount to me and for you to notice that through my singing feels amazing, so, again, thank you. All of you.' Will doesn't speak, just nods along. I can tell that he is slightly regretting not turning for me, but that doesn't hurt. Danny didn't recognise me. As it dawns on me I feel my eyes well up once more. I step forward, down the stairs and take hold of Will's outstretched hand, as he helps me down the stairs. I whisper a thank you, as he pulls me in for a hug.

'I'm sorry.' Is all he says. I nod back to him, unable to find the words. We leave the embrace and I go to Jessie, who is stood behind Will. She too whispers in my ear.

'Beautiful, it was truly beautiful' She says as we pull away. I head over to Tom who again whispers in my ear.

'Ellowyn, is that a Welsh name?' I laugh.

'No,' I say. His face falls slightly. 'But I am half Welsh. And half Irish hence the surname "Cleary"' I add. Tom smiles back at me. Although, my smile fades as I reach Danny. This time, nothing is whispered in my ear and the hug lasts less than a few seconds. As I walk away, I let the tears fall. He doesn't remember me. Nothing. Nada. I think of the lyrics in his song as the tears run freely down my face. "I wanted words but all I heard was nothing..."

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So...What do you think? I enjoyed writing this a lot more than Lyrical Love, oopsy. Sorry it's quite short, but I wanted to leave it there. Hope you enjoyed :D Please let me know what you think, even if it is rubbish. Although, remember, be kind ;) Oh, and I am in love with Bo Bruce's album! I got it today and it is just amazing!

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