Pov Lena
Hij was zo lief voor me. Daar zat hij dan. Met zijn bloemetje. 'Ik... Jack, ik... Weet niet eens óf ik wel ga... Jack, ik weet het niet...' Zijn gezicht vertrok meteen. 'Weet jij hoelang ik hiervoor heb gespaard...? Lena, jij bent mijn liefde. Mijn babe. Mijn wereld. Ik wil niks liever dan het bal met jou delen.' Hij keek naar beneden, kwam dichterbij en pakte mijn handen. 'Lieverd... Ik.. ik heb me rot gewerkt om de mooiste roos te vinden. Ik wil gewoon dat je"ja" zegt...' Hij draaide zich om en liep weg. Daar stond ik dan, alleen. Het was warm, dus trok ik mijn jeans vestje uit. Daaronder had ik een wit croptopje aan, met de tekst: "A positive thought in the morning can change your day." Dat was een mooie tekst. Ik droeg deze graag en meestal op mijn zwarte short. Vandaag had ik mijn blauwe short aan. Toen ik klaar was met mijn jeans vestje weg te steken en me omdraaide, stond Johnnie voor m'n neus. 'Hi, I saw you were standing here. Everything OK?' Hij legde zijn hand op mijn schouder en keek me recht aan. 'Yeah, I just turned my boyfriend down for the prom. He asked me and I said no... Now i don't know what i'm supposed to do...' Ik knuffelde hem en hij sloeg snel zijn armen rond mij heen en knuffelde me stevig. 'Hey... Shh, it's OK... Sshhh... Don't cry, it's gonna be OK', fluisterde hij. Hij fluisterde nog meer lieve dingen maar ik hoorde dat al niet meer. Hij stopte met praten en ook met knuffelen. 'Uhm, Lena... There's something you want to see.' Ik draaide me om en daar stond Jack. Met een paar vrienden, waaronder Jaxx. 'Lena Duceaux, will you go to the prom with me?' Er waren rozen, spandoeken en een corsage. Diezelfde roze als daarstraks. Ik kon helemaal niks zeggen, doen of zelfs knipperen. Ik begon opnieuw te huilen en Johnnie sloeg z'n arm om me heen. Hij trooste me en Jack kwam ook deze kant op. 'Lieve Lena, ik vraag je bij deze een 2e keer: wil je met mij naar het bal?' Ik knikte, en kon bijna niet stoppen. Hij kuste me en ik zag Johnnie jaloers kijken. Waarschijnlijk omdat ik hem ook had gekust en hem leuk vind... Omggg, ik vind hem leuk! Dat kan ik niet maken! Niet nu ik samen met Jack naar het bal ga.... Mijn gedachten lagen overhoop en ik concentreede me op de kus. 'Jack, ik hou van je.' Hij keek me recht aan en zei: 'Ik ook van jou, lieverd.' Johnnie keek mij aan en ik schudde mijn hoofd. I don't really love him anymore, vormde ik met mijn lippen. Hij begreep het ook en knikte.
Pov Johnnie
I don't really love him anymore. After she formed that, i felt so relieved! Because i like her, and she likes me too. She said that. After the prom, she would be mine. Even though she stood in front of me, i send her message. Meet me later in the parc near ur house xxx. She took her phone and read it. Soon i got one back. Sure, 8pm at the swings xxx. Yesss! To me, this was a date. At 7pm, i got ready. I needed an hour, at least. I already ate, and now i stood in the shower. 'Come with me!' I sang my own song, 'cause i still needed to learn the lyrics... 'Come with me, out tonight. We can lose ourselves in the starlight. Got some plans, to set you free, so come with me. 'Cuz this night ain't over yet, yet, yet. Let's find a way to make it last. This night ain't over yet, yet, yet.' I sang very loudly. 'Are you ready? Are you ready? For the niiiight of your life? We'll never be jaded, never be faded. For the niiiight of your life? We'll never be over, just getting closer. So let your inhabitions go, don't need permission, no, to drop your body low, low, low. For the niiiight of your life? We'll never be over, just getting closer. COME WITH ME!' My song would be out very soon, and Lena doesn't know i'm a singer. I'm telling her tonight. After the shower, i did my hair, put on some clothes (black jeans with a light blue shirt) and on my way to the parc i still sang my song. Also other songs, songs that came on the radio, like "look what you made me do" by Taylor Swift. She was good. After a couoke minutes driving, i stood at the parc, parked my car and walked over to the swings. She was laughing loudly and that was very cute. 'Uhum, my Lady?' i said polite. 'Can i have this dance?' She smiled right away and hung up. 'That was Leyla, my best friend... And, yes, i would like to dance.' So we danced to the music i chose. I had a little speaker with me, and connected my phone. We danced the night away. 'Lena, i need to tell you something...' Here goes.... 'Yeah? Tell me. You can tell me everything.'
'I'm a singer... And i'm currently working on my own album.' She looked at me like i was crazy... 'Okay.. i need to progress this a little... Uhm, how old are you again?'
'20 years old... And i can play guitar, piano, ukulele, banjo, mandolin and mastering Pro tools to make music. They always said i was talented. I'm starting to believe it.' She was starting the progress, i reconized the look on her face. 'I wanna hear a part. I wanna hear you sing.' So i started singing my song. 'Come with me, out tonight. We can lose ourselves in the starlight. Got some plans, to set you free, so come with me. 'Cuz this night ain't over yet, yet, yet. Let's find a way to make it last. This night ain't over yet, yet, yet.' I sang very loudly. 'Are you ready? Are you ready? For the niiiight of your life? We'll never be jaded, never be faded. For the niiiight of your life? We'll never be over, just getting closer. So let your inhabitions go, don't need permission, no, to drop your body low, low, low. For the niiiight of your life? We'll never be over, just getting closer. COME WITH ME!' She applaused genuine. 'Woww! It's amazing! How could you hide this from me?'
'I don't know... Just did it, i guess.' I gave her a smile, what made her smile too. 'Come here', she said. She hugged me tightly and then, she kissed me. Wich was very weird, because i saw her kissing with someone else, a couple hours ago. When it was 9pm we left to eat something light and i dropped her off at her house. 'Good luck with your song.' She kissed me after she said that. 'Thanks honey. Sweet dreams, baby.' I drove home and went to bed, it was friday, but i wasn't in the mood to go drink something. I was exhausted and tomorrow, i had to work on the choreography from my song. I can't wait until it's done, so she could hear it, but the full version. I checked my Instagram, amd saw someone reacted to my picture.
johnnie_mikel_fanaccount: Omg!! Is it almost donee? I just can't wait anymore 😱❤I answered: johnnie_mikel_fanaccount we're only 1 day away now😜
The user almost liked it when i posted it. This person really must be a fan. With that, i was going to sleep, when i got a message from Lena.
Lena❤:Got some plans, to set you free.... You have anything to do tomorrow? 'Cause all my hw is done, and otherwise i'm bored... Xxx
You: Yeah, i gotta go to the studio, working on the choreography and stuff... But u can come if you want? Xxx
Lena❤: Sure! Would be nice! Where do we meet? Xxx
You: I'll pick you up, so your mom won't get worried or something xxx
Lena❤: Okay, i just asked, it's okay for tomorrow, my mom will leave when i left with you... She really likes you, 'cuz she never let me go out with a guy... Xxx
You: Awwww, that's kinda weird, but still sweet... But i'll puck you up at 10am? Xxx
Lena❤: Sure, that's okay.. see you tomorrow, love you xxx sweet dreams xxx
You: Sweet dreams baby xxxAfterwards, i jumped in my bed and dreamed about Lena.
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FanfictionDit gaat over een meisje, Lena, die een "beroemdheid" ontmoet. Hij is niet echt beroemdheid, maar heeft wel veel fans en zingt. Ze ontmoetten elkaar voor het eerst aan het verkeerslicht en zien elkaar nog eens op school. Na een aantal dates, vinden...