Teach Me {Levi x musical Reader [AU]}

XLIV

Hey guy So! I finished designing the front cover for chased by shadows! It's not one of my best covers but here's the big reveal......

Yeah pretty shitty in my opinion but oh well, I'd really appreciate it if you could comment your opinion! Enjoy this mega long chapter! Xx
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Your PoV~

"I'll see you tomorrow for school!" I say waving goodbye to Levi outside my front door.

"Yeah I'll knock on your door in the morning, rest up (y/n), I've noticed your voice is getting a bit groggy. Promise me you won't practice tonight and you'll go straight to bed?" Levi says concerned

"Yeah yeah, I'll- *cough* be fine" I see Levi look at me with concern and I roll my eyes. We had just finished a concert, the one I had been payed to do, payed a measly 50 quid! It was the concert Levi was stressing balls over. Well the concert went absolutely swimmingly, Levi's piano playing was perfect. I had just managed to scrape through with the singing as I have been feeling a bit out of sorts. You know, just a cough and a sneeze every now and then nothing major. I unlock my front door and immediately take off the horrible dress I had to wear, it had at least five bloody layers of netting! As well as a corset which almost suffocated me to death but I guess that's classical operas for you. I threw on some PJs and went down stairs, I quickly glance into the music room.

"Promise me you won't practice tonight and you'll go straight to bed?"

Levis voice rung through my head.

"15 minutes won't do any harm, will it?" I walk into the practice room and sit down at the piano rejoicing at the sound of the keys.

Time skip~

DING DONG DING DONG

"Huh!? Twelve o'clo- *violent coughing* sh-shit" I stumble to the sink coughing up my guts into the inside of my arm, my hand on the wall stabilising myself. I get to the sink in time and cough up some weird gunky stuff. I sigh which only irritates my throat more and causes me to cough again.

"Ok o-ok..." I grab the cough medicine out of the medical draw and take two spoonfuls fulfilling my lungs demand. I collapse onto the kitchen floor suddenly feeling emotionally and physically drained, my back, tucked into the corner, leaning against the marble work top. I place the back of my hand against my forehead. my forehead was as hot as a desert

"..." I tried to speak but I couldn't, I opened my mouth but no noise or sound came out. 'I've... I've lost my voice!' I think. I start to panic and sob into my knees which I had tucked into my chest. I had never lost my voice before... How will I sing?! I sob and sob my eyes quickly become sore, sticky and red. It was my worst fear, loosing my voice, I new, being a singer, that this wasn't going to be your ordinary sore throat. Around the age of 15 female singers experience a 'change' in their voice, sometimes good but most of the time bad. I was in for a hell of a painful ride, and the outcome would change me forever. I continued to cry on the kitchen floor and soon all the sobbing sent me into a deep sleep.