It Started Out With a Kiss (a Rhett and Link fanfic)

Chapter 18-I wanna sing

Links POV
"And finished!" I snapped the notebook shut and threw it at the end of the bed. Rhett came in, his hair wet from his shower.

"Hey I finished my song!" I leaped up and wrapped my arms around his tall frame. He smiled at me.

"So are you ready to perform it tomorrow? You can borrow my guitar if you want." He detached my arms and threw back the covers, sliding underneath patting the spot next to him. I slipped out of my jeans and changed into a baggy tshirt. I placed my glasses on the table and slipped in next to him.

"I haven't played the guitar since college. I have the chords to go with it but I was maybe going to sing it without any instruments." He brushed the hair out of my eyes and sighed.

"Your hair is getting long buddy...."he twirled a strand of it around his finger.

"What if I cut it short? Like your hair?" He stared at me thoughtfully and nodded.

"I think you'd look hot." I laughed at him.

"You say that about me anyways." He kissed my forehead and cuddled down. I leant over and switched off the light.

Next day

Rhetts POV

"You up for this?" I asked Link as we set up for Good Mythical More.

"Yeah I'll be fine." He breathed deeply. Chase signalled us from behind the camera. The recording light flicked on and we smiled.

"Welcome to Good Mythical More. Uh...today Link is going to sing us a song that I gave him a week to write. I personally have only ever heard him sing once and it was only for a few seconds, so I'm very excited. Link, when you're ready."

(A/N imagine this being sung slowly on guitar.)

What if you get buried alive?
Who's gon' dig you out from the ground?
What if you choke on some pie?
Who is gonna squeeze it back down?

What if you've got one hand in a garbage disposal?
And your other hand switches it on.
Who's third hand is gonna pull your first hand out?
While their forth hand turns the switch back off.

You need a
BFF, Best Friends Forever
BFF, to help you out whenever
BFF, Best Friends Forever
BFF, to help you out whenever.

What if you stick a cotton swab,
To far into your ear?
And it becomes lodged,
Into the side of your brain?

And you severely damage your inferior temporal gyrus,
Which is the part of the brain that helps you process shapes.
Who's gon' sit with you and help you relearn your shapes?
So you don't seem like a complete idiot.

You need a
BFF, Best Friends Forever
BFF, to help you out whenever
BFF, Best Friends Forever
BFF, to help you out whenever.

We all stared at him. He laughed nervously.

"Was it ok?" He placed the guitar back on the stand and sat back down at the desk.

"Wow I can't believe how amazing you are! Can we get a round of applause for Link please?" The crew cheered and whistled loudly. Links face grew a deep shade of red. But he was smiling.

"You guys are too nice to me but thank you!" The camera flicked off and we walked back to our office.

"What do you want to do how? We have the whole afternoon free!" Link swivelled on his chair. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

"Who's that?" He stood up and leant his head on my shoulder.

"It's my mom. She wants to know when I'm going to see her and my dad." I sighed.

"Why don't we go see them now? I'd like to meet them." I shook my head.

"It's a two hour drive...I don't know..." I grabbed hold of my jacket and keys.

"It's Saturday tomorrow. Why don't we take a trip down to see them?" I thought about it.

"I'd like that. Let's do it!"