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Present day

May 2016


As I made my way through the door of my apartment I hung up my phone after having a brief conversation with my mother, even though we talked frequently enough we weren't really that close. Not saying that I didn't love her and spent most of my holidays with her and my sisters family. I was always more of a daddy's girl, so when my dad died shortly after I released my first album, I had distanced myself a bit from the entire family.

What I hadn't known the day I met Noel at the festival was that he would confess months later to have been even more nervous than I was, as he had had a crush on me for years. The New York concert he had mentioned hadn't been the first time he had seen me live, he had even made a habit of seeing me whenever we played in the same city or I played his hometown. He had just never found the courage to talk to me, instead opting to blend into the crowd and admire me from afar.

What else I didn't know that day was that we had been spotted in the crowd. Someone had recognized the both of us and posted it on twitter. So while the gossip that we were together ran high, I didn't even know if I would ever hear from him again.

After the concert finished I never had the chance to talk to him before we were back in the tour bus and hitting the highway, and since I never got his number all I could do was to wait and see if he would text me.

After mixing up a green smoothie and fixing a salad, I sat down to eat my healthy dinner on one of the bar stools I had at my kitchen island. After a long tour I always tried to be extra healthy. Because on the road it was never far between rest stops at fast food restaurants.

Whilst munching on salad leaves my phone started vibrating on the counter. Jessica, my tour manager and best friends name flashing on the display.

"Are we going out tonight, or what?" Jessica went straight to it as soon as I picked up, not bothering with any greetings.

"Maybe."

"No, no, Maybe. You need to get out, what with that [insert not very friendly name] of a talk show host asking you about Noel."

Jessica knew, without having to ask, that Noel still was a very sensitive subject. Since it had been close to a year since we broke up and the pain still hadn't eased much I figured it would always be somewhat sensitive.

"I know, I was even making plans in my head for tonight when he started with his questions. Now I am not sure I am in the mood."

"Don't worry, we will get you in the mood!"


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