Piero's Angel (Il Volo FanFic)

Music to My Ears

One week later...

Rebekah's POV

I laughed as Piero and Ignazio ran around the studio.

"Why do you always take my glasses?" Piero asked, out of breath.

"Because it is fun!" Ignazio replied and he ran to me.

He dropped the glasses into my hands. Piero walked around trying to find them and bumped into me. I handed him his glasses and smiled.

"Hello." He said.

I smiled. Piero. Quirky and cute! The very definition. Michele walked into the room and clapped his hands. He sat down at the recording table.

"Ok guys. As we know this is Rebekah's first album, so we are going to start it simple. A few duets, solos, and everyone. But today we are just going to do two songs do to time. Ok, are you ready?" He asked and we all nodded. "Good. Let's see, first is Angel with everyone singing."

We all got into place and the music started to play. Ignazio, Gianluca, Myself, and Piero took turns singing and huming. I finished the song with Piero and the track ended. After fixing and mixing the track a little bit, we finally moved on to the next song. We were all ready except for one thing. We didn't know who was singing it.

"Ok so I'm sure you all are wondering who will be singing I Won't Give Up with Rebekah as a duet. So after thinking and listening I've decided that-" Suddenly he stopped.

I realized that my phone was ringing and I quickly went to get it. I checked the caller I.D. Aaron! I haven't talked to him in weeks! He probably didn't even notice that I had left the U.S. I hope someone told him. I quickly excused myself from the studio and went into the program room.

"Hey!' I said.

"Hey Bekah. So Melanie told me that you moved to Italy a few weeks ago."

"Ya. It's not as bad here as you think. Plus I got signed for a record label!"

"Cool. Well I have to go Bekah, bye."

"Bye." I said confused.

Huh. That was werid. Why would he just call and then hang-up? Strange. My Facebook app buzzed. My heart broke as I saw what my friend Arianna posted. It was a picture of her and her boyfriend Fred, on a double date with... Aaron and Melanie. Ok. No need to panic. Maybe Arianna and Fred were on a date and invited them. Please tell me that's it. I quickly call Melanie.

"Hey this is Melanie!' She said.

"Hey, it's Rebekah."

"Bekah! Girl! How are you?"

"I'm fine. Melanie, would you tell me the answer to something even if you knew it would hurt my feelings?" I asked, holding my breath.

"Of course! What is it?"

I took a deep breath. "Are you and Aaron going out behind my back?"

There was silence on the other end. "Yes."

"Ok, I just wanted to know."

"Rebekah! Please! Trust me! I didn't want to hurt you, he told me that you guys broke up!'

"It's fine really. I have to go. Bye."

"Rebekah!"

I hung up. Ok, let's see how Aaron answers. I called his number and asked the same question.

"No, I'm not going out with Melanie behind your back. You're my girl!"

"Ya well your GIRL, has proof to say that you are. Aaron you are a lying piece of crap and I hate you! Goodbye and I hope I never seen you again!"

I slammed my phone shut and felt myself start to cry. Why did this have to happen? I wipes my eyes and walked into the studio. No one was there but Michele.

"Where is everyone?" I asked.

"They went to get lunch. They'll be back in about 15 minutes."

I walked up to the microphone and put the headphones on. I am going to sing until my heart can't take it anymore. As I hooked up my phone Michele sat down and put his head phones on too. I closed my eyes as I pressed play. The music played and I felt it ripple all the way from my head to my toes. And that's when I sang.

"I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,

And so I came to see him and listen for a while.

And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes,

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song."

As I finished the song I looked up to see all of them looking at me. For the rest of the time nobody asked me what made me want to sing the song. After we finished Gianluca, Ignazio, and Michele left for ice cream. Piero offered to walk me home. I kept looking at the ground and couldn't bring myself to laugh at any of his jokes. That's when he asked me the question that I dreaded.

"Are you ok?"