Feel Again (A OneRepublic/ Ryan Tedder Fanfic)

Chapter 49

Ryan's P.O.V

"Dude what was that about?" Asked Brent.

"What?" I asked.

"The way you just acted with Kimberly. You guys were just good a minute ago." He answered.

"Oh that! I uh have to tell you guys something but I didn't want the girls or Copeland to hear us." I answered back.

"Well, what are you waiting for Tedder? Tell us!" Said Eddie grabbing a handful of haribo gummy bears and throwing them into his mouth.

"I got a call from Chad, my manager."

"Okay what happened?" Asked Drew.

"We got a gig to perform at The Voice Australia on Monday then after that we're performing on the American version of The Voice, and then from there we're performing in a few other places."

"So is that why you were acting the way you're acting with your girlfriend?" Asked Zach.

"Well, sort of. I want to surprise her."

"Surprise her?" Said the guys at the same time.

"With what?" Asked Eddie.

"I got her a gig for her to dance with bothy Ricky Martin's and Usher's dancers for the two gigs that we have." I answered coolly.

"That's great man! But it still doesn't mean you had to be that way with her." Said Zach sternly.

I sighed. "I didn't want her to see what I was actually doing."

"What are you doing?" Asked Brent.

"Gather around children." I said as the guys come around me and my laptop.

"Whoa! Is that Kimberly?" Said Eddie as he and the guys watch the video I recorded at the dance studio earlier.

"Yeah, that's her." I said smirking at them.

"She's really good." Said Drew and Eddie as they stared at her doing a standing split.

"Alright enough staring at my girlfriend." I said as I pressed "send", sending the email to Chad.

I go back to working on Ellie's song, when I hear the door open I see Amanda, Kimberly and Copeland, holding both Kim and Amanda's hands swinging him while he laughs.

"Hi dad." Said Copeland as he sat next to me drinking a milkshake.

"Hey kiddo, did you have fun?"

"Yeah!" he said taking a sip of his milkshake.

"Can I have some?"

"Hmmm.... Nope!" He said and I couldn't help but laugh.

It was 8:30, so we said our goodbyes and drive off. We finally get to the house and Kimberly walks with Copeland ahead of me and I just thought about him telling me that he likes Kimberly.

We go inside my house and I walk directly into my office to continue working on the song. Well it's a recording studio but you get the point. I already have the melody, but I'm having a hard time adding the lyrics to it. I know the name of the song is called "Burn."

It's been hours since I've worked on this song and I've had three sets of lyrics for one melody. Everything is so quiet. I look at my watch and see that it's almost midnight.

Damn! I've been working on this for four hours! I walk out of the recording studio and walk into the living room. I peered my head by the doorway and I see Kimberly eating popcorn watching South Park. Funny, I wouldn't think she would like that show. I walked in and she says nothing to me. I guess she thinks I'm still pissed.

"What are you watching?" I asked nicely.

"South Park." She simply said as she put some popcorn in her mouth.

"Where's Copeland?"

"He's up in his room sleeping."

"You put him to sleep? Why didn't you tell me?"

"You were too busy with your song I didn't want to disturb you."

"Oh."

We sit there watching Tv in silence. I can't bear the silence and I sure as hell don't want her mad at me.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted today."

"I just want to know why you were that way from what I know, I haven't done anything wrong?" Her eyes making contact with mine.

"You did nothing wrong." I sighed. "I might as well tell you what's going on."

"What's going on Ryan?" She asked.

But before I could answer, her phone goes off.

She looks at me almost as if she's asking if she could take the phone call.

I smile at her and nod. Besides I know who's on the other line of the phone. She get up and leaves into my the kitchen. I just sit back and watch South Park as I tried to listen in on her phone conversation.

"Yes, this is Kimberly Alvarez."

"Is this some kind of joke?!"

"Oh my god, I'm gonna dance with Ricky Martin and Usher?"

"Yes, yes, oh my god yes. Thank you so much. When will I be starting?"

"Tomorrow? Uhh I'm not sure."

Oh shit! She's thinking about not going. I want her to come with me.

"Yes. Okay I'll book the flight now."

"Yes, thank you so much! Goodbye."

She walks out of the kitchen with a huge grin on her face.

"So who was it?" I asked trying to sound normal.

"It was some guy named Chad Davis and I just got asked to go to Australia to perform on the Voice in Australia with Ricky Martin's dancers and then I'm coming back here to perform with Usher's dancers." She said as she sat down.

"That's great!" I said pulling her close to me and hug her hard.

"So what was it you were supposed to tell me?" Her bourbon brown eyes again making contact with mine.

"I'm going to be on tour this summer." I said and her smile drops.

"Oh okay that's wonderful." She said trying to fake a smile but I know she's hurting.

"I'm leaving tomorrow after dropping off Copeland."

She looks down at her hands and I take her chin between my thumb and index finger for her to look at me.

"My first two gigs are in Australia and back here." I said smiling at her.

"Did you set this entire thing up?"

"What? No I didn't ." I said trying to suppress a smile.

"Ryan, you do know that I have my ways of making you talk." She answered cocking her head to one side, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Is that so?" I said doing the same thing as her.

"Yeah." She said leaning towards me brushing her fingers across my chest.

She starts to lean in and tries to kiss me. I close my eyes and I don't feel anything. I mean I feel her body over mine and when I open my eyes she's holding the bowl of popcorn and dumps it on my head.

"Oh that's how you wanna play?"

She gets up and sprints down the hallway and I run after her. She's pretty fast when I give her a head start. I take a short cut through the kitchen, cut her off in the recording studio and grab her by the waist and throwing her over her shoulder. She's laughing like a little girl playing.