changed

chap 6

Songs for this chapter:

Me and my broken heart – Rixton

Magic – Coldplay

Alive – Jennifer Lopez

Niall drives me back home. When we arrive in front of my building he stops the car and looks at me.

“I had a great time tonight” he says

“Yeah me too” I look in his eyes “Thank you so much, I never expected you to tell Paul about me”

“Well that’s the reason why I wanted you to come right? Surprise!”

“Yeah, but I just can’t believe it yet, it’s unbelievable. I actually never really believed that I will record an album or start a music career”

“Yeah everything is possible in life. You just have to follow your dreams, but, since you weren’t following yours, I brought it to you”

“I owe you”

As I open the door to get out of the car he grabs my hand and hugs me tight. When he lets go off of me he looks in my eyes and approach slowly to kiss me.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” he asks me keeping his face close to mine.

“It’s Wensday tomorrow, I have school”

“So”

“I can’t skip school just to see you”

“Afternoon”

“I can’t go out everyday my mom won’t let me. Plus I need to find time to tell her about the album, I really have no idea how she’s gonna take it”

“Don’t worry she will be happy for ya”

“Happy!!” I laugh as his choice of words he certainly doesn’t know my mum.

“Yeah all the parents get happy for their kids to follow their dreams and be happy”

“Yeah but not my mom. She hates it when I talk about music, and she freaks out when I tell her that my dream is to be an artist, she wants me to be a doctor”

Niall sits back on his seat and laughs hard “the last thing I would picture you is a doctor”

“Whatever”

I get down of the car and go home. My mum is asleep so I go straight to my bedroom.

…

Its Wensday night at 10pm when my mum gets back from work. I prepared dinner for her. Tonight I want to talk to her about last night, I want her to know that I’m gonna live in music, so sooner or later i am gonna fight to become an artist. Now that the door opened for me to go in a new world, in the world that I wanna be in, I’m not going to lose that opportunity. She needs to understand me and know that my dream is my dream she can’t change it and she can’t make something from me that I’m not. I just hope that the conversation goes well.

“So mom” I start the conversation in the middle of dinner “Yesterday when I was at Niall’s place”

“Yeah?”

“There was Paul Wesley, One Direction’s manager” I stop, take a deep breath and continue “He was looking for a girl under 18 to manage her music career, I mean he wanted to make her shine”

“Was looking? Wanted? Why are you using the past” she questions me.

Ohh!!! I hate the fact that my mom pays really attention at every word that I say.