The Duet

Some decisions

3 years later...

ED'S P.O.V

"What do you mean you don't want to marry me?" Sydney Screamed.
"Sid, I meant give me some time. I was on a break for last 2 years. You did not want to marry me then. Now I am going on a tour and you want such a big commitment." I said.
"You are cheating on me Ed?"
"Sid, calm the fuck down. I want to marry you. Give me a year, Sid. Let me finish my pre scheduled work. After that I am all yours. Sid, I love you."

Saying so I kissed Sydney hoping to calm her down. Of late things were a bit heated between us. There were rumours of me cheating on her. This made her want to marry me. I needed an escape. I was not escaping from her, I was escaping from myself. Sydney did not take it that lightly so we decided to take a break.

"I think we should take a break." Sydney said
"You mean break up?"
"No stop loving each other."
"How to do that Sid?"
"We would pretend to be single, hang out with anyone we like, do whatever we want to. After your tour ends, we would meet and decide if we still want to commit."
"There is no other way. Fine then."

I watched as Sydney packed my things into my suitcases. Each time I left it was hard to let go of the person I loved the most. This time there was an undignified ease.

I met my manager to set the tour dates and went back home to work upon some unfinished songs. As I was writing I heard a faint knock on my door.

"Ed."
"Sid, come on in."
"This is a watch I wanted to give you. Wear it during the shows and remember me. Hopefully you would want what I want."
"And what do you exactly want?"
"The main reason for the break is to figure that out right? Bye, ed. Live your life for a year and let me live mine. If you need anything I am a call away."

I swear girls are so confusing. I did not know whether to be sad or happy so I continued my unemotional song writing. My concentration broke as I got a text from my manager to practice once before kick starting the tour. I wore the shirt that Sid gave me for my birthday.

The stage seemed like a story I had read so many centuries ago. I had lost my confidence which had taken ages to be built. My lips fumbled on simple words and I could not also hit relatively lower notes.

"Ed, calm down. Drink some water. Then let us start again."
"Stu, I don't think I can go to this tour."
"Ed, it involves a lot of money and mostly emotions. You may postpone it but cancelling..."
"I don't know, I need time."
"You were on a break for two years, how much more time would you need?"
"I am messed up Stu,"
"Why don't you do something that would benefit not only you but also some one else?"

I went out to a bar and took a glass of beer, Gulping it slowly I made the biggest decision.

KYRA'S P.O.V

"Ky, come on dude, he is hot." Vera said.
"Leo is not hot. He is an average guy with a bit more than average looks."
"Every girl crushes on him."
"I thought you knew I was different Vera."
"Kyra man, you are so annoying."
"Just because I don't approve of your crushes."
"Yea."

Me and Vera were sitting in our class gossiping about the hot new Casanova called Leo. We were about to pass a comment about him when our teacher entered. He walked onto the dais with a big piece of paper.

"That dude is so high, look at the way he walks."
"Vera, shut the fuck up."

The teacher cleared his throat and taking the cue we looked at him. He took the microphone and it was very rare. Everything is so planned that announcements like these are really rare.

"We have organised a competition and whoever wins it would get to collaborate with a famous artist."

Vera looked at me and I nodded. We were so going to participate.