Etched in Time || Lippa [DISCONTINUED]

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Pippa's POV
So, I know that I want to pick up a little extra dough before I completely delve into this musical. I talk to Renee and Jas to see if they know of any gigs I could do, but they didn't have any answers besides a 54 below show. I would love to do one, but... nah. I already did a solo show at 54 below a couple weeks ago. Plus, that would mean lots of preparation and getting and band and I would like that money now.

Anyway, I did find one thing.... I called em up and they said I could join them and their band in a week, so that's good.

*skip ahead 3 weeks*
Today is a 2 show day since it's Sunday, and everyone's really pumped. Lin and I aren't technically dating which makes me sad... but luckily it's getting there. We've been hanging out more and texting non-stop. I just want--need confirmation that he feels the same about me cuz I love him, I really do.

"Pips, are you there?" I hear a knock on my dressing room door. It's Lin! A smile already creeps into my face.

"Yeah, come on in." They door slowly opens to reveal the most adorable dork ever.

"Hello hello hello," he says in his funny voice.

"Hey my sweet, come sit. what's up?" I beckon him over to the couch I'm sitting on and turn off my phone.

"Well... remember a couple weeks when I asked to hang with you but you were already busy? Well... I found this video on YouTube and I think that it explains everything." He starts chucking as I blush, thoroughly embarrassed... about everything.

He shows me his phone and plays the video, I can only hide my face in my hands and try to escape.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cuz it's weird!!! I felt so uncomfortable up there. They would just talk up there while being scantily clad and act like it was no biggy! I couldn't get off that stage fast enough. It was so awkward, Lin, you don't even understand." He holds up his phone once more with the video still on screen and shakes it. "Oh you stop that!" I say playfully, hitting the device back down again.

"Just gotta say, you look, uh, you look really great."

"Thanksssss," I say awkwardly.

"If you didn't feel comfortable up there, why did you do the gig?" I don't want to answer because I dont want to offend him. He can tell that I sorta tense up because he reassuringly places a hand on my arm, "if you don't wanna say, that's fine. I won't pressure you."

"Well, I mean, I guess it's not totally bad that I took the gig just in case I messed up this job and didn't have enough money, right?" He looks at me confused, and that's fine with me. You see, the trick to answering a question you don't want to, is to make it into a question. Clever, huh? It's not clever, Phillipa, it just makes you sound stupid-- shut up. "Can we please not talk about it? It is actually horrible."

"Sure, but first, one more question. Why do you feel you would mess up?"

"Well..." gah, here goes... "I don't think i will mess up that bad. I just want it in case, you know?"

"In case.. like... my musical will fail?"

"No! no..."

"Pips, it's okay. But, I think we're in a pretty good spot... you know, I haven't told anybody this yet." He beckons me over and leans into my ear.

"EW!" I squeal as he licks it. Then, he bursts out in laughter. "Lin!! come on, is there really nothing?"

"Heh, no. Actually, we're going to broadway--"

"WHAT?!?!"

"Shhhhhhhh," he say holding the side of my head and putting his finger over my mouth. "And that's why I didn't tell you earlier"

"That's amazing though!" I whisper scream. "I'm so proud of you!!" I tackle him in a ginormous hug and we fall over on the couch, backwards. It's sorta awkward because I am lying on top of him with my arms around his neck and his hands are around my waist. I blush, just thinking about-- never mind. Before I can do anything, he leans up and kisses me. We stay there for a few seconds and pull apart smiling. I check the clock and sigh.

"We have 20 minutes until show. I should probably change." I get up and take my hair out of it's messy bun.

"Yeah.. yeah I'll see you later."

"Wait a sec!" I say, standing up. "How did you find that video? Were you stalking me?"

"Hah, nooooooooo," he says in a sarcastic tone that tells me that he was indeed stalking. "See you in a few."

"Bye." I watch him leave in my mirror and sigh once more, already missing his comforting presence.

Hey y'all!!! Srry I left for a while, tryna get into that summer groove. I have a basketball camp (yup. I suck 😂😂😂 but I'm working on it) for 2 hours daily, as well as summer reading for the next school year. Bleh. Anyway, imma write tonight and get out another chapter... I promise ❤️❤️❤️❤️ love you so much!!! (Anyone watching the warriors-cavs game rn? How bout dat Belmont stakes tomorrow!!! Tony's on Sunday! Get pumped y'all)