Chapter (6)
I was not expecting this.
The crowd from Wendy's show were silenced, even loud mouth Wendy was quiet as they watched intently at Trent and I. Lips locked. Eyes closed on his account, but mine were wide with shock. I thought he was joking when he said that we should kiss....
But here we are, mouth on mouth, and fireworks flying.
Wait... fireworks?! What the hell am I talking about?! I HATE this guy! And yet, here I am, so close to him....feeling fireworks and all that crap.
Trents arms tightened around my waist, and he pulled me closer...why does he want me closer? Isn't he just as repulsed as I am?
But to my complete and utter surprise.....my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pullying me closer to him. My eyes closed slowly as I took in the whole sensation of the kiss. That's when Wendy's voice came to sound "Well, now that is one saucy first kiss!"
I froze, shocked by what my reaction had caused. Pullying back from those soft lips to stare into those wonderful eyes, those eyes that I once found plain.
It's hard to believe that so much can change in a few amazing.....minutes? Wow, it felt longer than that. For some reason, I felt ashamed. I was ashamed by my stupid girl reaction to a guy on my lips, it's bad enough that I over reacted, but it's worse to think that I felt something.
I jumped back from Trent, leaving what I felt was a safe distance between us. How could I feel like this....how could I be like this....God what am I becoming?!
Wendy smiled "Now isn't this adorable everyone? Claire not only kissed Trent with such heat, but she's also shy about it" She laughed in that annoying chuckle that most talk show hosts over react with. "Now, if I'm correct, Trent has a song prepared for us today? And if I'm not mistaken, it was written with someone in miiiiind?" Dear god, she's such a snobby bugger.
Trent smiled at her, but I could see him looking at me from the corner of his eye. Why would he do that?
"Yes Wendy, indeed I have" He motioned to the small stage area that sat to the left of the sofa's "Shall I go get set up while you have a girly chat with me lady?" He winked at me, random much? And when Wendy motioned for him to go, I became very nervous when she started asking me such weird questions, unfortuantly they were all about the kiss.
But just as the question of how it felt came up, an echoing tap was sounded, and so I turned around to see Trent tapping the microphone. He had an old acoustic guitar strapped to him, it was covered in stickers of different bands, that's not his usual style....what gives? He caught me staring, and he smiled, but I turned away.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw his smile falter, what's that about?
He spoke into the microphone, his delicate voice echoed around the studio "This song was written for someone sepcial" he paused for a second or two, turning to look at me again "It's not like my usual stuff, but I hope you guys love it as much as I do."
I turned back to look at him, surprised by the sincerity in his voice. "The song doesn't have a name yet, but I hope to find an answer soon."
I smiled at his words, he seemed so different to the cocky dick that I once knew.
He began to play, strumming the guitar softly, sending the audience into a hand swaying action thing that you hardly see at his concerts.
Then he began to sing, his usual pop voice now soft and controlled as he sang the words.
"Here we are again,
It's hard to think that we were meant to be.
You were so right, but it felt so wrong,
I can't believe that I fell in love with you-oo-oo"
He pulled back from the microphone to strum some strong chords on his guitar.
"Oooh, you got me so confused,
you got me so wrong,
I may be Mr. Hollywood and your not interested,
but your kiss....I can't get over iiiit.
Still can't believe,
that we were meant to be-ee
Oooh, yeaah"
It was so beautiful, if only all of his songs were like this. I would be into them, it's just that pop rubbish he sings really gets on my.....wait hold on. Did he just say Mr. Hollywood....a..and...not interested?! OMG! He IS singing about me!
I listened intently...
" Girl you got me thinking,
Got me thinking of you,
Got me dreaming of you,
never felt so alive until I found you.
What you really thinking?
What do you really want to be-ee?"
"Oooh, you got me so confused,
you got me so wrong,
I may be Mr. Hollywood and your not interested,
but your kiss....I can't get over iiiit.
Still can't believe,
that we were meant to be-ee
Oooh, yeaah"
My heart was speeding, what is this I'm feeling? It's so confusing, so inviting.....and completely mistaken for loathing....
His guitar strums sped up, the sharp and quick strums brought me back to his angelic voice, the voice I mistoke for loathing once before.
"Oh and baby if you'll be my one and only,
I promise to hold you when you feel loo--oolyy,
Cause' nothing would make me feel better,
if you were truly in love with me....."
He stood up strongly, stunning me slightly as his strumming became more powerful than ever before.
"Oooh, you got me so confused,
you got me so wrong,"
He walked off the stage, strumming all the same, as he walked towards the sofa in which I sat, eyes wide, heart punding and cheeks as red as they could be.
"I may be Mr. Hollywood and your not interested,
but your kiss....I can't get over iiiit.
Still can't believe,
that we were meant to be-ee
Oooh, yeaah"
He stood in front of me, staring into my eyes and far behind, it was like he was watching the fireworks I had felt and he was enjoying the show.
"Baby, what you really don't understand,
what you don't really see...
is that we are truly meant to-oo-oo"
He strummed one final chord and sang
"truly meant to be-ee"
Then our lips locked, and this time....... I didn't mind.
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Sorry Mr. Hollywood, Not Interested
RomanceClaire Randals has never been one to obsess over Trenton Weathers, because she didn’t trust him considering interviews, press, magazines – they’re all lies just trying to make a dollar. So when Claire’s best friend drags her off to a concert, Claire...