Enchanter (A Grant Gustin FanFiction)

22. Cantante

Allegro

"Okay..so the player...uhh..the singers will sing for you once..so that you can get the...ummm...tunes,chords and stuff. You play the second time alright?" Greg says and all the instrumentalists nod, understanding.

"One guitar do the harmony,please."He says and I look at the guitarists and am surprised to find the brunette is one of them. She nods, looking down at the guitar as she strums it I guess.

"Okay. We're all set." The drummer says, his dyed pink hair pushed off his head with a bandana. I instantly recognise him from all the parties. He is always there, drinking, dancing hard. My brain focuses to try and recall his name and within seconds, his name flashes in my mind- Max.

"One..two..three...go."He says, snapping me out of my thoughts. As soon as the counting finishes, my eyes snap to Grant, whose gaze is fixed on the floor. Even from my position, I can hear him take in breath, the other silent sounds completely shut out as all parts of my body focus on him.

"My lover's got humour
She's a giggle at the funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should have worshipped her sooner." The familiar voice sets off without shaking and echoes through the hall.

My eyes slightly widen at the euphonious baritone from the man that I had grown all-too-familiar with. I certainly did know that he could sing, but I had no idea it would be this alluring. My breath slightly hitches in my throat as he lifts up his head and without any second thought, his gaze fixes on mine. He continues the song, however, his stare not oscillating even for a millisecond. My mind can do little to function as the forest green eyes bore into mine, the intensity of it setting an adamant fire inside my body. My heart beat quickens at the simple yet absolutely unnerving gesture. It's like he is staring right through me, into my soul, and for a moment am afraid that he might as well see the demons hiding there. The beauty of the song, his voice, his stare- everything was wholly tantalizing me and my body, growing the fire burning inside with every passing second.

Stop being so damn difficult to handle.

I take in a deep breath and run my hands through my hair. You need to calm down and focus. I look down at the instrument, trying to push away the voices, the harmony, Grant. But it can't. I can't just push him away from my thoughts. A frown forms on my face at Grant's perseverance to haunt me even in my thoughts.

If he is not willing to go away, I might as well use him.

My ears focus solely on Grant's voice and the harmony of the group formed. Make it the base, think about the keys. My eyes travel through the black-and-white porcelain keys as my mind tries to retain on which ones to hit and when. I don't even need to play them to know if the sound produced will be inviting, I already know how it will be. It is not very difficult to memorise the parts of something when you have been growing up around it. It just somehow makes its place inside your mind, perfectly fitting in every gap like puzzle pieces. If it does not, it was never meant to stay there.

I don't even realize that the song is over, as I concentrate fully on my instrument and bite on my lip. I am shaken awake when Grant walks over and snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Hey."He says.

"Sorry..I-I-just.."My words fumble.He lets out a gentle laugh, making all the cells inside of me buzz.

"What are you nervous for?"

"Nothing. Umm..."My eyes drift off to his hands, the way they had been placed on my waist, letting heat sear through every part of my body. My eyes meet his, and suddenly all the casual conversation is gone. Its the electricity flowing through the air, the charge, the heat, the pressure- it's the familiar thing that I have been longing for.

"Do you wanna meet up at my place today?"He asks, the intense stare never breaking away from mine.

"Yes. I would love to."I say. I am immediately rewarded with a small smile that tugs at the corner of his lips.

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I almost smile when Hozier reaches the chorus of the song as I reminisce about Grant's voice. We had exchanged numbers soon after the rehearsal. He had invited me to his house today and I am not ashamed to admit that I am excited. He had told me he had a sister who lived with him. His brother lived back in Chicago.

Ever since I saw him today,I knew this would be coming- the struggle of touching each other. I know it has captured Grant as much as it captured me and I feel a strange happiness at the thought. The thought of him feeling the same.

I had gone home and the first thing I did was download the song of Hozier. I had told about not staying for dinner over lunch.

"Look at you. Just a few days, and the boy is already working magic on you."Anne says, her eyebrows dancing playfully and teasing my desires.
"Man. I can't wait to see that kid." Cameron says from his seat. My cheeks flush and I immediately look away.
"A fine work of art, he is."Willa cooes and I can picture the smirk plastered on her face.
"It's nothing like that."I say, my voice softer and betraying my words.

I pull out my phone to check the address.  When I am confirmed, pull the car into the driveway. I take a final look at the mirror and I smile, satisfied with myself.

I wear a simple white dress that is cut at the shoulders and it's sleeves begin at my forearms. The dress fits me perfectly, not very tight but loose enough. My hair is let down in its natural way down my shoulders. I have pretty less makeup on my face, considering the event I have been invited over for.

I take in a deep breath as I open the door of the car and walk out. My eyes are immediately greeted with a large house, a white one. I am not shocked though. I had totally expected this. I gradually walk towards the door and ring the bell. Patiently, I wait for the door to open and to reveal the familiar face, the green irises, the brown tousled hair, the white shirt and blue jeans.

And the door soon opens, putting away all my strength into the pit as warmth spreads through my cheeks and all my cells buzz inside my body.
"Hi."I say and Grant's eyes travel over my body. He does not wear white today. He wears a black shirt instead. And glasses- the nerdy accessory making him look all the more irresistible.

I watch him as he slowly takes a step or two and very soon, he places his lips on mine and instantly my knees go weak and the world slips away. His hands wrap around my waist and my reach up to his hair, softly tugging at it. My actions are quick as he kisses me slowly, our lips moving in perfect sync.

He pulls away after a few seconds and takes a deep breath, as he places his forehead on mine and our eyes reconnect. A smile pulls on both of our faces and I can already feel the heat coursing through my veins.

"They are waiting. Let us go inside, yeah?" He says,softly.

"Yes."

In spite of saying that, we stay how we are, his hands never leaving my waist and my his hair. Didn't he say we will go inside?

"Won't we go?"I ask, my smile related by a soft frown showing my thoughts.

He let's out a small chuckle.

"Your making me lose battles against myself, Allegro."He says, his smile growing and I feel my heart speed up at his words.

His hands drop from their position as they find mine and he gently tugs me towards the house.

Did I really hear him correct? That he feels the same way?

Don't worry, darling.  Your not the only one whose knees go weak when we see each other.
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