Music Saves Lives

Chapter Thirty-Two

Yes, I'm mad at Niall for the way he reacted, but I had to tell I still loved him. I always make sure that's the last thing I say. I knew he would call me later, he always does. That sounds kind of bitchy but that's not want I mean. He doesn't come crawling back, he calls so we can actually talk to each other like adults.

I was just finishing up a song and I was strumming on my guitar back stage. I wasn't sure who was on stage now, but I don't think I have ever heard of them. I was mumbling the lyrics I had jotted down and played the melody I was trying to get perfect. (A/N: the song is Jet Lag)

What time is it where you are?

I miss you more than anything

And back at home you feel so far

Waitin' for the phone to ring

It's gettin' lonely livin' upside down

I don't even wanna be in this town

Tryin' to figure out the time zones makin' me crazy

"That sounds amazing." Someone said and I looked up at the singer of a band that I was obsessed with as a kid.

I stood up and set my guitar down. I put out my hand to shake his. "Wow. Hi." I shook my head. "Thanks so much. That means a lot coming from you." I knew I was blushing.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you, (y/n)." he smiled.

"Wow you know my name." I felt so nervous. "Pierre of Simple Plan looking forward to meeting me."

He laughed. "I guess so. I'm a big fan. Your voice is incredible."

I my mouth dropped open in shock. "That's crazy, wow." I laughed.

"So that song. Do you have it finished?" he smiled at me and I almost fainted.

"Uh, no. I haven't. I'm trying to get a bridge down." I handed him the notebook I was using.

"Would it be rude of me to ask if I can help?" he read over the lyrics.

"I would love that, actually. I'm not even sure if this can be a Lovebird's Cage song. We already have so many for the album." I sighed.

He nodded. "Yeah that happens." He kept reading.

"Maybe you guys can have it." His head snapped up and looked at me.

"I can't do that." He shook his head refusing.

"No, if you help finish writing it with me, it would be and honor for you to record it." I grinned.

"Then you'll be featured."

I know my face lite up because he laughed at me. "Can we finish the song after our set?"

"Of course, I'll be watching you guys anyway." He smiled at me and I giggled.

Our set went fantastic. I really did kill it like Niall said I would. I was going to call him but Pierre came up to me and gave me a big hug and said we were awesome. I kind of got distracted and then started to finish the song. It was turning out better than I anticipated.

We were sitting on some chairs that were backstage next to a foldable table. My phone started buzzing on the table and I check who it was quickly because we were on a roll with getting this song done. I saw Niall's name and silenced the call. I would just call him back when we were done.

"Who was that?" Pierre asked as he wrote some of the notes down.

"My boyfriend." I smiled and played what we had on my guitar.

"The song is about him, isn't it? You could have answered."

"I just thought that since we were doing so well I could just call him later. It's fine." I smiled.

We continued to write and it was going smoothly. Niall called again, but I ignored it. I did feel bad, but I wanted to get the song finished. Tanner came to help us a bit and Mark decide to be annoying and put his phone in my face taking pictures. He did take one of Pierre and I singing and playing our guitars and he uploaded it to the band twitter.

When we were almost finished with the song my phone went off again but it was text from Niall.

*I see you're busy... so I'll just talk to you tomorrow... hope it was a good show, (y/n).*

I sighed and put my phoned down. "He's mad at me." I looked over a Tanner. He shrugged and Pierre watched me pick my phone up, but I hesitated to reply.

"Just call him. I can finish the last few notes. We are basically done anyway." He waved me off.

I nodded and stood up to walk towards the back of the building. I opened the back door and stood against the brick wall outside. I hovered my finger over the send before I finally did it.

It rang several times and I was afraid he wouldn't answer like I did to him.

"Hi." He said in very cold tone.

"Niall, I'm so sorry. He was helping write a song that they are going to record for their album and I just couldn't talk. I'm sorry." I quickly defended myself.

"Okay."

"Niall." I sighed and sat down on the cold pavement. "I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. I was just really excited because I've loved Simple Plan since I was a kid and I'm going to be on their album and that's major for me."

"Cool." That's all he said.

I clenched my jaw and tried to not cry but it was no use. "You're not happy for me?"

"I don't know. You seem to only care about yourself, (y/n)." his voice still dull.

"What does that mean?" I raised my voice.

"The only important thing in your life is your music, your career, and your problems. What about me? You're not coming to see me, you're not answering my calls, and lately I feel like you don't even want to talk to me."

"That's not true. Niall, I was busy. I'm sorry."

"You're just being selfish. The next time you call, I just might be busy."

"You know what Niall. How about I just don't call you at all? It'll be easier on the both of us." I yelled. "That's not selfish. We both win. Bye Niall." I screamed and hung up.

My heavy breathing turned into sobs and I dropped my phone to the ground and burying my face into my hands and knees. I was a bad girlfriend. I did always play victim. I was never thinking about anyone but myself. Maybe that's why I don't deserve a good person. Maybe that's why the good ones keep getting ripped away.

"(y/n)?" I looked up and saw Tanner peering out of the door. "What happened? You've been out here a long time. Are you okay?"

I shook my head and he sat down beside me, pulling me into a tight hug. "I think we are over."

"Don't say that." He said, rubbing my back.

"I'm dumb, I always play the damsel in distress and I don't think about anyone but myself."

"That's not true."

I nodded, disagreeing. "You're saying I don't always use my past to pull the victim card? And tell the truth."

"Well..."

"See." I said cutting him off.

"But let me finished. If you didn't care about anyone but yourself, I wouldn't have trusted you with my secrets. Have you told anyone that I'm gay?" I shook my head. "Then there you go. You're a good person and you love people with all you've got. Don't let him go. Maybe just cool off for a couple days."

"I'm recording that song this week."

"and?"

"It's about him. How am I supposed to cool off when I will be singing about him?" I looked up at Tanner and he simply shrugged. "I guess I'll just take a few days."