Drunk On You (Sequel To The Surprises In Life)

Chapter Five

That night seemed to end so quickly. Jack never showed up to a concert. I have been leaving tickets every night for three weeks.

I finished rehearsal worn out.

Luke walked in “Sounds good Ava.”

I smiled “Thanks!”

“So did he come yet?”

I sighed “No... I feel like I just walked into your Drunk On You music video.”

He chuckled “You basically did. So did you try calling him?”

I shook my head “I made the first step with the tickets. I text him the next day and got nothing back. I laid my cards on the table but he hasn’t made a move.”

He sighed “He might have folded...”

I nodded “That’s what I’m afraid of...”

He patter my arm “Well try to stay positive. Maybe he’s been busy.”

I nodded “Thanks... Well I better prepare for tonight. I think I’m going to play different covers tonight.”

He nodded “Okay. Have fun.”

I walked to my dressing room writing Battlefield by Jordan Sparks, Last Kiss by Taylor Swift, Red High Heels by Kellie Pickler, Bring Me Down by Miranda Lambert, and Done by The Band Perry. That list made me feel better about my show tonight.

I put on my floral print dress, cowboy boots, and jean jacket. I smiled in the mirror seeing my hair in loose curls. I was ready to get out there and feel instantly better once I heard the cheers from the fans.

I grabbed my mic from the crew walking towards the side stage where I entered from. I closed my eyes saying a quick prayer before heading out to the stage on mark.

Screams echoed all around me as I walked to center stage. I smiled feeling at home on that stage.

“Hello Dallas! I’m Ava! How are y’all feelin’ tonight?!”

I got screams back in response causing me to chuckle.

“Well good! How about I play some music for you?”

More screams were given in response.

“My first song is called Wish You Were Here!”

I played Wish You Were Here, Battlefield, Last Kiss, my song Nothing But Trouble, Red High Heels, my song The Same, my song Only You, Bring Me Down, Done, and ended with my new song Think Of You.

A week later I basically gave up all hope that Jack would come. It hurt me deeply knowing he wouldn’t even text or call to let me know he can’t make it. I’ll admit I cried myself to sleep every night but I tried to act like it didn’t bother me during the day. It started to get a little easier.