First Choice

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Chapter Two: First Choice

two years ago September 12th, 2013

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i click the record button on my phone and begins playing the piano.

"I'm not anyone's first choice. I'm not anyone's favourite. People may tell me that I mean a lot to them, or that I'm special, but I know there is always someone they would chose before me. I'm not anyone's first choice. I'm not anyone's favourite."

Once i finish my song, i step off the piano peddals and sit on the edge of the stage. this old auditorium is always so dark..i cant see any of the empty audience chairs except for the first row, the stage lights are blinding me. every single day i come in here during my free period, without fail. this is my escape. when i sing and play piano, a part of me is released...i enter into a surreal oaisis and nothing can ever touch me. this is my home.

"youve got such powerful lyrics in your music love.." i hear a voice come from the darness in front of me. it scares me half to death. i try using my hand to block some of the spotights to see who was speaking. it doesnt help one bit.

"who's there?" i quickly stand up and back away from the edge of the stage.

"delight me and play something else dear.." the voice speaks again and when i hear it this time i think i recognize it.

"...okay, but you have to tell me what to play" i say unsure as i sit at the piano.

"play something that you know well.."

"okay..." i begin to play "Little Things" by One Direction.

"your hand fits in mine like its made just for me...but bear this in mind it was meant be, and im joing up the dots with the freckels on your cheeks, and it all makes sense to me" i sing the first verse and suddenly the voice breaksout in the second.

"I know you never loved the crinkcles by your eyes when you smile, youve never loved your stomach or you thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but ill love them endlessly..." my heart drops...

"who-o are you...?" i ask and stop playing the piano..

"haha" he chuckles. " i think you know exactly who i am love" and with that i see the door to the outside of the auditorium open and a the figure of a man walks out, the door clicking closed behind him.

i stand up as fast asa i can and grab my bag, i run off the stage and open the door to the foyer, there isnt a soul in here. where did this guy go?ik rush outside onto the concrete and look in either dir3ction, there isnt anyone here...where the hell did he go? i cant be sure but...i think Liam Payne was just in my school auditorium singing little things with me.

holy shit.

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