Chapter 3
Grace’s POV
I returned to Gloucester after my final year of college. I realized I had been going to school non-stop since my senior year of high school and thought it’d be best if I took a little break before I actually start my life. Like a saying goes, “Buy a ticket, kiss a stranger, learn Italian, and swim naked,” I might as well do something random, but meaningful. I’m such a girl.
I took a stroll around town and the music store that has been there forever caught my attention. I never really was taught to play an instrument, I thought. Trying something won’t hurt. Music was never exactly part of my family. The only person who ever played an instrument was my grandmother, the most enchanting violinist I've ever watched. I smiled to myself as I entered the shop, remembering her.
Ms. James, who has also been there “forever” greeted me. The nice lady told me that I could start with the new teacher whenever since nobody these days has enrolled for any lessons, which I found sad. Though, I really shouldn’t be talking...I just came through the door.
As she rambled on about today’s generation, a young man came out from one of the doors from the tiny hallway in the back. Thanks to Ms. James, I indirectly learned his name to be Nathan. Nathan Sykes, to be exact. I couldn’t help but think where I’ve heard that name…. I must say Nathan is quite handsome.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I was asked if it was okay for me to start this afternoon-- as in, now. I didn’t have anything else to do, and there was no point in going back to the house, so I decided to give the piano a go at that moment.
Nathan led me to the music room where I got lost in the setup of the room. It took a while for me to realize that there was someone else in the room with me, and I looked over to Nathan to see him giving me a curious look. I cleared my throat, and I felt my face getting hot.
Next thing I knew I was sitting on the piano bench with him next to me. I thought that maybe he wasn’t as young as he looked to be and called him by his last name, which I knew he found awkward judging from the look. We chatted for a bit and joked around and in the process he told me he used to be in The Wanted. The light bulb in my head turned on, and I remembered that he’s been having a tough time for the past four years. That’s when he broke down.
He practically grabbed me into a tight hug and literally poured his emotions on me, but somehow I didn’t mind. I’m usually the one who shies away from people—not really a people person, but this felt right. I wondered if he felt the same, or maybe he just bottled up all this emotion and couldn’t hold it in any longer.
When he calmed down, I offered to walk around with him outside, and away from this tiny room. He nicely accepted and we walked out.
I was glad I offered to take him out for a walk because it looked like it was all he needed right then.
A/N: Well, that chapter sucked. It's just a filler until I figure out what happens next. Like I promised, this story will be good! I know I've claimed that for my other stories, but I really think I was just lying to myself :P
Edited December 27, 2013
