meeting at the right time

chapter 4

Demi's pov
We were having a nice time until macy had a little too much to drink. She was going on about me singing. "Mace stop. You know i dont sing in front of people. Especially when i dont know them well." The guys looked at me. "You can sing?" I shook my head. "I sing sometimes. Like in the shower or when nobody's listening. My friends have heard me sing and they think i should do something with it but i'm too insecure to do that." "Now you made me curious lets do that karaoke of yours mace. I wanna hear her sing." I sighed and looked at mace. She looked all excited. "You know what sweetheart. We'll sing first to make you get into it and then you're up next." I huffed. "Okay fine." Norman shook his head. "Like hell i'm singing." JD rolled his eyes. "Come on man stop pissing your pants and tag along." I started the program and i had one where you could pick any song. "Which song do you wan JD?" I asked him. "Highway to hell." I chuckled. "Good one." I put in on and JD just went with it. I was laughing and norman just turned red when he had to sing. Then it was macy who was gonna sing. She picked out a katy perry song. I was already thinking about which one i was gonna sing. "Its your turn dem. What are you gonna do?" I thought about it and i decoded to pick a song from demi levato. She had a nice voice and great songs. I sighed and closed my eyes. I squeezed macy's hand and waited to begin.

Stone cold, stone cold
You see me standing, but I'm dying on the floor
Stone cold, stone cold
Maybe if I don't cry, I won't feel anymore

Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can't understand, I'll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We'll make it through
If happy is her, I'm happy for you

Stone cold, stone cold
You're dancing with her, while I'm staring at my phone
Stone cold, stone cold
I was your amber, but now she's your shade of gold

Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can't understand, I'll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We'll make it through
If happy is her, I'm happy for you

Don't wanna be stone cold, stone
I wish I could mean this but here's my goodbye
Oh, I'm happy for you
Know that I am, even if I
Can't understand
If happy is her, if happy is her
I'm happy for you.

I was so emotional with this song that i need to leave the room. "Sorry guys. Give me a second."

Norman's pov
She had a beautiful voice. She almost made me cry. I had the feeling she was singing it for me. She walked out and JD looked at me to go after her. She was sitting in the kitchen on a chair just staring outside. "Hey sweetheart nice voice." She swallowed hard. "Thanks sorry to walk out like that." I took a chair and sat in front of her. "Why do i get the feeling you're sad because of me." She swallowed again. "Its hard to explain norman and i wouldnt even know how to tell you about it." "I got all night so try."she sighed. "I just had to stop loving you." My eyes widened. "Why would you love me? You dont even know me." She shook her head. "See you dont get it. Just go back and leave me alone." I felt her pain and it broke me. "I'm not going anywhere. Keep talking." "I had a crush on you when i was 14 years old and i saw the first boondock saints. You know every teenager has her crush and you were mine. When i got older and watched your movies it became much more then just that. I saw you as daryl and then i was completely sold. I did everything to just being able to talk to you. I tweeted you, i had send you private messages on instagram but i knew it was stupid and impossible to ever get your attention. I even send you a letter to say how much i adored you but i didnt want anything out of it." I sighed. "I didnt answer your letter did i?" She shook her head. "No but i know you're busy all the time and its thats not even the point. Its just i think you are the most amazing man that i ever saw. I have been waiting to tell you that for half of my life." I smiled. "I wished i had read your letter. You seem a very special girl." She smiled. "Why did you change the way you look at me?" She looked down. "I just couldnt take it anymore. I've seen you with women and i want you to be happy, but on the other hand i get jealous because i want it to be me. Recently pics of you and diane go global and that almost broke me. I knew i had to just get over you." I chuckled. "Diane and me are just friends. You know how paparazzi are. They do anything to get a story." She sighed. "Its none of my business. I have no right to be jealous or think of you that way. I mean i love diane and she's a pretty lady so." I understood why she thought so little of her now. "Hey yeah she is pretty but that doesnt mean that you're not. I havent met many ordinary girls because i dont have time too. I rather have my girl being plain and awesome then a model. I know thats how you think of me right now." She was about to cry. "I'm sorry i dont mean to think of you that way it just happened and i cant turned it off." I grabbed her hands. "Hey you didnt do anything wrong. You did what was best for your heart. You didnt knew me but i'm telling you now that i can like any girl. She just needs to be honest and trustwordy. This sucks that i made you feel this way. Its strange that an amazing woman like you doesnt have anyone." She chuckled. "Its because i'm not interested in just anyone." Oh god this was killing me. "Please dont tell me i' holding you back." She shook her head. "You're not i just dont want some boy. I know who i want and i cant have him so i'm done." I tangled my fingers with hers. "Wow you're messing me up right now" she smiled. "sorry i'm not doing it on purpose." I chuckled. "I know babygirl. Its pretty difficult to not react like this when a gorgeous girl is basically telling you she cant love you because it will break her heart." He smiled. "Its good for my stories tough." I frowned. "Stories?" "Yeah i write short stories about you or one of your characters and share them with people of a fb group i'm a member off. The group is called norman's secret society for writers" "Really? Are the stories any good?" She smiled. "I won second place with a daryl one shot for valentine and i was proud of that. I dont see myself as a writer only something to express myself in. I can release how i feel in my own little bubble." I was curious. "What kind of stuff do you write about me?" She bit her lip. "You really dont wanna know. It can get intense sometimes." I scoffed. "Now i wanna know. You got my attention." She smiled. "Promise me you wont laugh. These things mean a lot too me and i have been dreaming about telling you about them one day." "I'm all ears girl." She chuckled. "Okay wait here. I'm gonna get my phone." I nodded and she walked back into the living room. My heart was racing. This girl was making me feel things i haddent felt in a while.