Diffrent isn't always the right way {boyxboy}

7.

I'm jealous of the rain
That falls upon your skin
It's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the rain
I'm jealous of the wind
That ripples through your clothes
It's closer than your shadow
Oh, I'm jealous of the wind

'Cause I wished you the best of
All this world could give
And I told you when you left me
There's nothing to forgive
But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was
Heartbreak and misery
It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way
You're happy without me

As the words floated from my mouth and into the open air, I strummed the last chord on my ukulele. My eyes fluttered open, a small smile was formed right before I pressed the stop button.

That's right bitchI know how to play the ukulele! I saved the video into my library. It was only a minute long snipet of my original song 'Jealous'. I opened two of my social media platforms, Instagram and Twitter. I posted the minute long video and closed of everything. I sat on my bed, my head rested against the back broad as I just took in the peace and the subtle quiet that I adore. It's not gonna last very long.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT"

"IM CRYING"

Both Eva and Shawn were in there respective room. I knew they had my post notifications on, they had seen the video. I wasn't nervous. I didn't know what to feel. They both bursted through my bedroom door, both excitement and sadness engulfed their faces. Shawn's eyes were red and small tear stained his cheeks. While Eva smiled like an idiot. Their expressions said it all. They both really connected with the song, they liked it. I giggled slightly as I sat back.

"Well hello to you too" I laughed.

"So you're meaning to tell us that. You somehow you know how to sing and play a fucking tiny instrument" Eva rambled as she sat on the edge of my bed.

"I just took Shawn's advice and actually used this publicity to my advantage. It's called a ukulele. Also I had already posted a snipet of this song a long time ago. So your fault" I said before jumping off my bed and nudging Shawn's shoulder on the way out of my room. I descended down the stairs reaching the kitchen. The two goofs trailing behind me.

"I think we would have know about you posting a video of you singing" Shawn said while leaning against the stove. I walked over to the fridge and grabbed some strawberries.

"It's true. Just look on my twitter I posted it like a long time ago" my mouth was stuffed with the red fruit as I made my way to the couch.

"So what are you planning?" Eva asked sitting next to me on the couch. While Shawn sat on the coffee table in front of me. I sat on my knees while I brought the blanket to my body, getting comfortable with a basket of strawberries with me.

"Im not sure. Hopefully I could make Jealous into an actual produced song. And if that goes well maybe I could make an EP" I said with a mouth full of strawberries.

"Aww my little Ashton is growing up! Finally you pulled yourself together! And did something!" Eva yelled while giving me a firm squeeze. I pushed her off, not wanting human contact.

"Thanks, really appreciate it" my tone blank as I stared at her then back to Shawn. His cheeks grew pinker as he noticed me staring at him. He blinked quickly before forcing a cough out.

"I'm really excited for you" Shawn said. He grabbed my hand and laid a soft kiss. It felt warm, it intrigued me as he continued to hold my hand gently, and that was that. We spent the rest of the day just talking about my future, it's not about Shawn's or Eva's. This time it's my turn...

It was late at night and I had my phone in hand. I hadn't seen any feedback on my song all day, nor did I even touch my phone. I clicked on Instagram and to say I was speechless was an understatement. The comments on the video was pure heaven. It reached up to one million views. Yup I died, I'm no longer living. My followers and some huge celebrities have commented saying how they loved the song. Fucking Selena Gomez saw my video, to say I shat myself doesn't even exceed my happiness. All of these people love it. A warm feeling blew up inside me sending me into a fit of shivers, I shook happily as I got tangled more in my covers. I clicked on Twitter and nearly screamed bloody murder. It had reached up to 50K likes.

Don't scream Ashton...you don't want all of Los Angeles to hear you. The reviews were just pure bliss. Some youtubers had replied with how much they loved it and wanted to collaborate with me on a video. Then something caught me off guard.

I scrolled through my feed to see Cameron's reply. He quoted my tweet with the one single word.

Beautiful.