*about 3 days later*
I haven't seen Troye since the night he asked me about my dad. It wasn't anything dramatic, I've just been busy helping my dad with his boats. He seemd to be sobering up, and I didn't want to stop that by leaving him alone.
But today was different.
My dad hasn't been feeling well for about a month now. Yesterday he collapsed, so I forced him to go to the clinic. What I thought would be a short check up turned into a visit to the hospital, where my dad discovered his liver was failing. So now, he's given up, and continues to drink.
I called Troye and asked if he could come over to my house. I missed him, and I needed someone to talk to. Also his singing always cheers me up.
"I wrote a song. It's for someone special." Troye said.
"Ohh. Who's the lucky gal?" I teased.
"Ha, funny." Troye smiled and rolled his eyes. "It's actually for you." He said and looked out the window.
I was flattered, but I immediately scolded myself. Lots of people write songs for their friends. It's nothing special.
"Do you wanna hear it?" Troye asked after I didn't respond to what he said before.
"I'd love to." I said, smiling.
He took a deep breath and his beautiful voice took me back, like it does every time.
Trying hard not to fall
On the way home
You were trying to wear me down, down
Kissing up on fences
And up on walls
On the way home
I guess it's all working out, now
'Cause there's still too long to the weekend
Too long till I drown in your hands
Too long since I've been a fool, oh
Leave this blue neighbourhood
Never knew loving could hurt this good, oh
And it drives me wild
'Cause when you look like that
I've never ever wanted to be so bad, oh
It drives me wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild
White noise in my mind
Won't calm down
You're all I think about
Running on the music and night highs
But when the light's out
It's me and you now, now
'Cause there's still too long to the weekend
Too long till I drown in your hands
Too long since I've been a fool, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leave this blue neighbourhood
Never knew loving could hurt this good, oh
And it drives me wild
'Cause when you look like that
I've never ever wanted to be so bad, oh
It drives me wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild, wild,wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild, wild,wild
You make my heart shake
Bend and break
But I can't turn away
And it's driving me wild
You're driving me wild
You make my heart shake
Bend and break
But I can't turn away
And it's driving me wild
You're driving me wild
Leave this blue neighbourhood
Never knew loving could hurt this good, oh
And it drives me wild
'Cause when you look like that
I've never ever wanted to be so bad, oh
It drives me wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild, wild wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
Wild, Wild, Wild
"Damn." I said, still processing the lyrics.
"Do you like it?" He asked nervously.
"I love it." I said breathlessly.
We sat silently for a minute. The words, 'you make my heart shake, bend, and break but I can't turn away.' were burning a hole in my heart.
My eyes watered, but I don't know why.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked.
"My dad. He's dying." I whispered, wondering what was causing the sudden emotion.
He wiped the tear from my cheek and said, "Come here."
I scooted closer to him and he hugged me. He wrapped his legs around me and I cried into his shoulder. He softly sang the song he wrote for me as I sobbed silently.
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you make my heart shake, bend and break
but I can't turn away
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