The Playlist |Muke|

Enchanted

-Luke-

"Get off of me! You're too heavy!" I groaned out as the green haired boy rolled off of me and burst into a fit of laughter. I rolled my eyes.
"You're such a loser, Clifford."
"But you love me, Hemmings."
"It really just depends on the day."
That comment earned me a couch pillow to the face.
"Ouch! You little fu-"
"Luke Robert Hemmings! Watch your mouth young man! You may be 17 years old but you live under my roof still."
I blushed madly at the stern warning from my mother and sent a glare at Michael who was giggling on the floor.
"Sorry mum."
She mumbled incoherently and sauntered off, leaving me with a very giggly Michael Clifford.
I rolled my eyes and pretended to be annoyed by him but that quickly changed when he repeatedly poked my cheek causing me to smile.
"There's that dimple!"
I groaned and shoved my face into a couch pillow. "No! Not the dimple! Can I get that thing surgically removed or something?"
I peeked out to see Michael frowning.
"But Lukey your dimple is so cutesy."
I chuckled. "Exactly why I hate it."
"It's a lady catcher."
I laughed.
"Lady catcher?"
"Ladies love dimples. And blondes. And blue eyes. And guys with huge dicks. You've got three of those four traits." He broke out into a grin.
"You're an asshole."
"I'm you're asshole."
"Ew no, I don't want you to be my asshole."
He chuckled and crawled back up on to the couch
"Lukey, listen to this song."
I looked over at him as a slow song started to play soon joined by the voice of Taylor Swift.
"What's this?"
"It's called Enchanted."
"Enchanted?"
"Enchanted."
"Ah. Why are you showing me this?"
"Because I want this song in my life playlist."
"Your life playlist?"
Michael paused the song and looked over at me.
"Yeah."
"What exactly is that?"
"Like a playlist for your life. A song for sadness then one about happiness. A song about being alive and a song about death. Wouldn't that be nice? A song for every emotion, every up, every down, all in one playlist. A playlist for your life."
I looked at him.
"Interesting. Can I make my own life playlist?"
"You can't make your own playlist. It just kind of happens. A song comes up for every point in your life. You can't choose it. It just happens."
"But Enchanted is in yours?"
"Not by choice. It just kind of happened."
"How?"
"That's a secret."
I pouted.
"Whyyyyy?"
"Because not every life playlist is meant to be shared."
"Not even with someone you love?"
"Only when the time is right."
"Will the time ever be right?"
"No."
I frowned.
"Well then."
He shrugged and tapped away on his phone.
I sighed and sunk back into the couch.

"I want a life playlist."
"Then get one."
"How?"
Michael shrugged again.
"It just happens."
I looked at him.
"Wow thanks for the tip."
He let out a soft chuckle.
"Anytime loser."

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I layed in my bed and scrolled through Instagram. A new notification popped up. Somebody had requested to follow me. I clicked on the account and looked through it. There was only one post about music and life and whatnot and it was posted a few minutes ago. I shrugged and decided to allow the follow and even follow back just for the hell of it. This kid seemed cool.
Not even five minutes later I got a DM. I opened it and it was just a YouTube link.
I clicked it and was brought to a lyric video for a song.
Enchanted by Taylor Swift.
I remember Michael tried to show me this song earlier. I decided to listen to it the whole way through.
It was a good song.
But why had this kid sent it to me?
Just as I was typing out a message to him I got a simple message.
Did you like it?
I erased my message and typed out yes.
Good :)
Why did you send me it though??
I waited for an answer.
Music is powerful. It has meaning. Every song someone shows you has a special meaning to them.
Fair enough.
I can agree with that.
:)
I closed out of Instagram and plugged my phone in to charge.
Even though the conversation was short and kind of weird, I couldn't help but smile.