**DISCLAIMER** THE LYRICS OF HOW TO SAVE A LIFE BY THE FRAY ARE PROPERTY OF THEIR DISTRIBUTORS AND ALL CONTENT HERE IS NOT WRITTEN TO TAKE CREDIT OR REPRODUCE THEIR WORK ILLEGALY.
~WARNING CHAPTER IS SHORT~
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Chapter 12
I stood on the stage of where we were going to perform for tonight’s gig in a couple of minutes. The sweat running down my back wasn’t helping the nerves I was feeling. I had never sung in front of a crowd, nonetheless, sung to a song that didn’t require growling.
We were going to be singing How to save a life by the fray, a band I had heard a couple of times on the radio. The initiation I imagined to be hard was pretty simple; I had to down twenty mild sauces from taco bell. At first it had been fun, until I made that trip to the bathroom.
I turned to find Becka staring at me with a wicked smile, I stuck my tongue out. She rolled her eyes, focusing her attention to the gathering audience. The pub was actually full tonight, and it sucked we were the opening act.
To the left of the pub I spotted Dimitri holding a beer, when our gazes met he held up a thumbs up. I smiled he was supportive, yet I couldn’t find myself able to open up to him although I had known him for years.
Becka signaled me to get ready with one look, I groaned, moving to the microphone. I had gulped down four beers, but the nerves were not gone yet. The microphone clicked on, I turned to look at Becka. She nodded, placing her ready hands on the guitar. Tom nodded, turning on his keyboard, next, I stared at Ben who smiled crazily, his hands twitching with anticipation at playing the drums.
“Hello there,” I spoke into the microphone; the crowd turned their attention to the stage. Great, I had the undivided attention of the crowd. “We are going to do a cover of How to save a life by the Fray.”
The opening notes began, I shifted nervously. Finally my cue hit, “Step one, you say we need to talk…” my voice trailed over the familiar lyrics. Shutting my eyes I let myself get lost in the music, everything in this moment felt right, I let every sad memory leak into this song.
“Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend, somewhere along the bitterness….” The crowd remained silent, I pretended they weren’t there and let the emotion I was containing creep into my voice. After what only felt like seconds, the last notes of the song played.
“How to save a life,” I ended softly, opening my eyes. The crowd looked mesmerized; a second later they broke out into cheers. A few people had tear stricken faces, I smiled at the impact we had had on them.
We walked off stage with more cheers, Becka threw herself at me.
“Oh god, that was amazing Jude,” she cried. “I fucken love you right now,” she kissed my cheek, bouncing away to throw herself at the others.
A cough from my side made me turn around. “Aila?”
She smiled quizzically at me, “Hello.”
“Um, hey,” I said uncomfortably.
“Great performance,” she closed the distance between us. “You sang beautifully.”
“Thanks.”
“I have a gift,” she wrapped her arms around my neck. I stayed shock, looking into her excited eyes.
“And that is?” I cocked my head, sending her a small smile.
“This,” she pressed her lips roughly against mine, making me lose myself in passion even greater that music.
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