Okay so I think that I'm going to skip over the lyrics for the songs that she sings during competitions, just because I don't want the story to be all lyrics and I have some other songs planned that I want to use the lyrics for, so instead I will link the actual performances on the voice by Cassadee Pope. Also I'm not going to be writing about every single show performance she does. It's important for the story line that most of it remain around her and Steven, but this part is essential for later parts in the story. Just a heads up so you guys aren't confused as to what is going on later.
-Arizona-
Today was the first live performance of The Voice and I was beyond excited. I had to get ready to go to the studios. Steven would be there in the audience to watch my performance and I was so happy for that. Steven and I had been back from my mom's for a week now, and I was sad to say goodbye but I had to get back and so did Steven. We had the best time, and planned to go back soon.
It was currently twelve in the morning and filming began at 2. I had one hour and a half before I had to be there, so I decided that now was a good a time as any to call Mia.
I sat down on my couch and picked up my cell phone before I clicked her contact info and then call.
I sigh, hearing the dial tone pick up. It takes a minute before she picks up on her end.
"Hey." She says and I immediately know that this conversation isn't going to be one that I like.
"Hey, what's up?" I ask her fiddling with the necklace on my neck.
"I, um, I wanted to talk to you about something I've been thinking for a while." She says and I bite my lip as I wait for her to speak again.
"What's that?" I ask her, when she doesn't answer.
"I don't think we should talk anymore... I mean, I love you, but I just... you're dating my dad. That's really weird for me. I don't think I can ever be comfortable with it. I tried, I really did. And I know that you want to... be with him. But I just... I can't." She says and I feel a knot in my throat rising at her words.
I wanted to cry, but I wasn't going to let myself, not right now.
"Why now? What took you so long to realize that you weren't okay with it?" I ask her, trying to keep my voice steady.
"I just, kept seeing you two together. It just weirds me out. I don't understand this, but you want to continue it and so does he. I have to talk to him, he's my dad. But I just can't be around you two when you're together. It's too weird, and uncomfortable for me." She says and I sigh, wiping a silent tear away from my face.
"Okay, I understand. I hope you have a good time at college. I have to go." I tell her, before pulling the phone away from my ear.
"Arizona." She starts but I hang up the call and stand up from the couch.
I grab all my things and head out the door. I didn't want to think about it, because I knew if I did I wouldn't give a good performance tonight. I needed to give a good performance tonight.
I get in my car and make my way to the studio where I was supposed to be. I turn the radio up full blast and tune out the world, as I absent mindedly drive my car to my destination.
I end up making it there about twenty minutes too early, but they take me straight to hair and makeup anyway.
They dressed me in a tight mini dress with some silver tassels hanging down the front center of the dress. My hair was straight, with the blonde pieces crimped. My makeup was smoky but looked natural. After I'm done with my hair and wardrobe, I exit the trailer, and head into the studio where the audience was starting to fill up with people.
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You're My Angel | Steven Tyler |
Fanfiction"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; So I love you because I know no other way than this: Where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my han...