Ch. 04-Falling Skies

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Ch. 4: Falling Skies

I was woken up by the sound of our hotel room being trashed by a pterodactyl. Or at least that's what it sounded like from the way Silver was screaming. Groaning I reluctantly got out of bed to see what the hell was wrong with her; if she felt the need to be screaming like this at eight in the morning it better be a damn good reason too. I was barely over the threshold when she was crashing her body into mine making the both of us topple on top of each other. I groaned as she landed on top of me squishing me further into the carpet of the hotel room.

"Silver, get off!" I cried as I tempted to push her. With no luck at removing her extra weight I gave up. It was like she wasn't even paying attention to me, or purposely ignoring me. I'm going to go with the latter, it seems more likely.

"Noel! Noel I don't believe it!" she yelled excitedly. I groaned.

"You don't have to yell Silver I'm literally right under you, and... GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" I yelled as I again attempted to push her off of me. Finally she rolled off me practically shaking from whatever had excited her. Not being able to contain it I let a small giggle escape from me. "What is up with you Silver?"

Instead of answering me she jumped up, grabbing my leg and dragged me towards the TV. I would've been completely able to walk if she would've let me get up. I was seconds away from a rant with more than enough profanities to make even a sailor blush when I seen the TV. More specifically what the paused TV said.

GET LOUD's Noel and Eric spotted lips to lips after debuting they're new hit single. Is it's possible that they're dating?

I read the captions on the screen twice more with wide eyes to be sure that I was reading it right.

"Tortured is a hit single?" I questioned in disbelief. I turned my attention to Silver who was nodding frantically before throwing myself into her arms and just crying. I don't know why I stared to, but I did. I cried. I cried like my life depended on it.

"Count the stars Noel, just count the stars." She whispered in my ear her voice cracking in the end and it was then that I noticed she had being crying too. After our crying fit I decided to address what the paparazzi was actually talking about.

"So everyone thinks that Eric and I are an item?" I laughed.

"Maybe if they waited a week then it'll be true." She teased.

"How about we just count this one as another star and see how it goes?"

"It just might explode." She laughed as I rolled my eyes before pushing her and heading back to my room. I needed a few more hours of sleep before my date with Eric tonight.

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"I still can't believe it." I gushed as Eric held the door open for me. We decided on a simple dinner and movie date after seeing that our faces were plastered everywhere. From the TV to the newspaper. Everyone was talking about Tortured. They were calling it the next number one. We were already getting a bunch of hits on social media. Plenty of people confirming that the song helped them to deal with their demons. I was in tears as I read one girl's. She told us that thanks to our inspiring song she finally told her mom about what her uncle had been doing to her. Her mom lost her brother, but she gained something so much better. Her daughter finally having a piece of mind. It made me feel good to hear about how much we helped someone just by singing. "I can't even comprehend how big the song is. I mean I just..." I paused realizing that coming to The Burger Palace for dinner probably wasn't a smart idea. No it definitely wasn't a smart one. Everyone was staring at us as we headed towards the counter.

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