Beautiful Chaos

The Voice

Zayn's P.O.V---

Taking a puff from my cigar, I dropped it down, crushing it under my foot. "Hey!" Miley exclaimed hugging me as I entered inside. She introduced me to the crew and I shook hands with all the new faces as I felt someone pick me up. 

"Hey, kid." Blake gave me a high-five as soon as he dropped me down. The coaches pulled me to their green room and we discussed about the auditions from the other seasons. 

"Well, here is what happens. A person sings and you sit not facing them. If you want them on your team, then you hit the button and try to claim. If another coach also wants the singer, the singer picks his/her coach." Miley explained and I nodded, sipping my coffee. "i can't wait to here people sing!" I exclaimed. 

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The auditions began. Blake sat at the left corner, then was Miley, me and then Adam. Our chairs were turned as people started coming in. Most of them were amazing. I picked about 10 on my team. My house was already full but we had one contestant left. It could go to any of us and it was unlikely I would get that singer. 

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It was break and I walked to get a sandwich when I saw mom. I ran up to her and pulled her into a hug. "Oh My God! You are here!" I exclaimed and she smiled, crying. "I am here with one of the contestants." She said and I raised an eyebrow. "I'll tell you after the auditions are done." She kissed my forehead and I gave her the sandwich as Blake called me back on set. 

I dusted my clothes and sat on my seat as the lights dimmed down. "Man, I can't wait to get a nap." Adam complained and I chuckled. "Last performance. Better be okay." Miley prayed and I leaned back on the seat as it turned to face the audience and not the stage. 

I heard footsteps on the stage and I sighed. Slowly the music began. 

"Like a small boat on the ocean..." I heard a female voice sing and the four of us looked at each other, absolutely stunned. 

"Sending big waves into motion. Like how a single word can make a heart open. I might only have one match but I can make an explosion." The voice continued and I stood there, my breath stolen away for a second. 

Blake hit the buzzer and leaned back, sitting on his chair with a grin. 

"And all those things I didn't say, wrecking balls inside my brain. I will scream them loud tonight, can you hear my voice this time?"

"This is my fight song!" Miley hit the buzzer. The voice, it was undoubtedly the most amazing I have ever heard. 

"Take back my life, song. Prove I'm alright, song! 

My power's turned on. Starting right now I'll be strong. I'll play my fight song!

And I don't really care if no body else believes. Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me..." She sang. 

"You guys are not gonna turn. Don't you dare." Miley threatened, making me too curious. 

"Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep. Everybody's worried about me. 

Hurt to deep. Say I'm hurt too deep." She sang, changing the lyrics a bit.

"It's been four years, I miss my home. There's a fire burning in my soul. 

I still believe, yeah, I still believe." She sang and Miley was up on her chair. 

Adam hit the buzzer and I sat there, not able to control but not wanting to give in so quick. 

"Like a small boat... on the ocean. Sending big waves.... into motion.

Like how a single word, can make a heart open...

I might only have one match, but I can make an explosion.." She finished and I hit the buzzer. 

My seat spun and I looked up freezing in my seat. The entire room applauded and I was deafened by the silence. Everything turned out of focus. 

"What's your name?" Miley asked. "Lakshita Shankar." She replied. She stood there, smiling happily at all of us. At that moment, all I wanted to do was run up to her and hug her. I wanted to scream out of joy. Blinking, I wanted to make sure it was real. She was alive and standing right in front of my eyes. But she died in my arms...

"Your voice, it's so beautiful and I envy you so much. I was stunned when you started singing." Miley grinned and she laughed. "Thank you so much." She said and her eyes rested on Adam. "How old are you?" He asked and she said 22. "Your voice is still young. Why did you pick this song?" He asked and her smile faltered. 

"My mother told me I met with an accident when I was 18. My heart beat had stopped for half a day. My funeral started but that's when they saw my chest still rise and fall. But I was in a coma and never woke up for 3 years. I woke up on December 15, 2016. I woke up to remember no one. I had no idea who I was." She said, her voice breaking. 

"Standing in front of the mirror, I saw myself. It killed me to not know my name, how old I was, what had happened to me, where I was... my mind was blank. I have amnesia and still can't remember one thing that happened in my life. I got bullied at college because all that I knew was my name. I didn't know who to trust. A couple called me their parents, showing me my childhood pictures. But I still don't know if that's true." 

"My life had been full of memories but all that I remember is standing in front of the mirror and not knowing who I was seeing in the reflection. So I picked this song." She said, a tear slipping down her cheek. Miley went on stage and pulled Lakshita into a hug. She got back and I sat there stupefied. 

She must have no idea who I am. She wouldn't even remember me. But there she was right in front of me. "Zayn?" Adam called and I turned, still unfocused. "Would you like to say something to her?" He asked and I gulped, facing my girl. "Your voice is the most beautiful I have ever heard and I froze the moment I saw you behind such an attractive voice. The owner is prettier than her voice.. or.. I just can't come to a conclusion on which is better. But I know you are amazing and I want you on my team." I smiled and she grinned. 

"So it's time to pick your coach..." Miley said, pointing towards herself. I wanted her to pick me badly. Only then would I get to talk to her, spend time with her and I just needed her badly. She was looking at Adam and I turned away, knowing it wasn't going to be me. 

"I pick, Zayn!" She said and I looked up, grinning wide. "On your face, guys!" I called and jogged on to the stage. "Welcome to my Team Zayn." I said, standing right next to her. "i am honored." She laughed as we gave each other a high-five. 

And thus my girl entered  my life again :)