Songs About Jane

Chapter 8- Woman

*The Next Day, Adam's P.O.V.*

Slam!

The door slams behind me and I throw my keys and wallet to the side. The producers were being assholes today when we were at the studio recording some pop crap they wanted us to do.

***

"C'Mon, Adam! Where's your head at today?!" One of them grumbled as we began to run through the song for the thousandth time.

I don't wanna sing about dancing and sex and crap, I think to myself. I wanna sing about her.

What is it about this woman who's captured my full attention? Why am I so different now? Why is she so... so...

I'm still searching for the right word.

"Adam, what the hell is with you today?! Just sing the damn song!"

No.

"What did you just say?!"

My ew widen. I did not realize I just said that out loud.

"Uh... look... I really don't like this song. Could we do something else for a change?" I plead into the mic.

James looks at me curiously. "Huh?"

"I mean... I wanna do something else. Something I haven't done in a while." Since Jane. Over a decade ago.

"Like what?" I hear Matt say behind me.

"James, I need you," I tell him as I drag him out of the studio.

"Wait, what?! What are we-"

"Levine! Where are you going?!" I hear one of the producers bark. "The contract-"

"I don't give a damn," I say as I slam the door behind us.

James looks at me like I've grown three heads. "What the hell is going on here?"

"James, gotta pen?"

He pats his pockets. "I... I think so. Yeah, I do."

"We've got some writing to do."

"Well I-"

I know what he's gonna say next. He's going to try and back out of it, since he doesn't like our latest songs much. To be honest, I don't either. But that's about to change.

"James, not that sh*t we've been writing lately. Something good."

He nods hesitantly. "Okay..."

"I mean it. Like another 'She Will Be Loved'."

His eyes widen in surprise. "Are you serious?!"

"Yeah, I am." I pull him towards the double doors that lead to the exit.

"New girl, huh?"

I grin crookedly. "Maybe. We'll see."

***

Now, all I want to do is see her. Since we wrote the song, I can't get the tune out of my head, and I have to see her now. I have to make sure that it's just right for her. It's about her, after all. A song about Jane.

Oh, great. Here we go again. And why do I care so much about her, anyway? I haven't felt this way since Jane, and that scares me. I can't fall again. No no no...

I let out an exasperated sigh. I'm over thinking this. I'll just call her up and see if she's doing better. Yeah. No big deal.

The phone rings three times before she picks up.

"Hello?"

"Jane!"

"Adam?"

"Yeah, it's me. How are you? Are you better? Have you been taking your medicine? Are you..."

She laughs. How I've missed that laugh, if only for a day. "Jeez, enough of the 20 questions, okay? I'm fine."

"Great! I was wondering..."

"Yes?"

"Would you like to..."

"Yes?"

Why am I so nervous? I'm just asking her to hang out. What is she going to do, bite my head off. No, chill Adam. Chill.

"Would you like to... meet up somewhere? For dinner?"

She hesitates. "I'd love to, Adam, but..."

"But what?"

"I don't want the paparazzi to find me, and everybody else, for that matter. Not yet."

I mentally slap myself. How could I forget about the paps? I guess I've forgotten about being showy Adam Levine around her. I'm myself around her, just Adam.

"Well, that's true. But I'd still like to see you. Make sure you're alright."

"Okay."

"Do you remember how to get to my house? Well, how we got from here to your house?"

"Um... no. I was a bit preoccupied."

My stomach flutters. Does she mean me?

"Okay, well, I'll pick you up at... seven?"

I can hear her smile through the phone. "I'll be ready."

"Great. See you then."

"Bye, Adam," she says before hanging up.

Bye, Adam. Is she trying to make fall for her even more? Because I didn't think that was possible, but I know now it is.

*Sorry for the wait, guys! It's been very hectic lately. Sorry for the short chapter; I have a cold and feel really crappy ahaha... so anywhoooo... Do ya like the story??? Comment, vote, blah, blah, blah... yeah no I'm not gonna give ya'll that whole speech. Do it if you want to, it'll be much appreciated! Love ya'll and keep reading!*