Drawing Voices

Dam Chapter Ten

"Dan!" I whaled leaping into his arms and pushing his body down onto the bed. "I would love that but what if you don't like me anymore, we have only known each other for less than a week-"

Before I had a chance to ask more questions Dan brought his lip to mine. One of his hands resting on my thigh the other tenderly wrapped around my waist. Our lips pressing against one another, eyes closed and mind focused.

Dan's P.O.V

I parted slighting but our noses still touching. "We haven't just met have we?" I stated as I slowly moved apart knowing where this was going. "Lola I knew you many years ago." I smiled a little but only to cover up the awkwardness that I just made.

Lola got up out of the embraced position and stared deep into my eyes; examining them very closely. Then out of the blue she slid off me and walked off.

I sat up and closed my eyes. 'Nice one Dan, you've messed up again.' I told myself. 'She doesn't need this tonight after everything I go and bring it up.' 

I opened my eyes again to find Lola sitting on the side of the bed with the notebook resting on her lap. "Dan." Lola said her eyes sparkling in the light. "I think now is the time i share this.'

"No Lola, you don't have too." I said pushing the notebook away from me. "Not tonight, there’s too much happened lately to you that I think it will be best if you don't." I said, not wanting Lola to be too personal with me just yet because it isn't fair on her.

"But I’ve prepared myself now for it, telling you tonight will be no different to telling it in a years’ time. Please?" Lola begged whilst holding the note book so gently in her arms.

Lola's P.O.V

Dan didn't say anything. This time it was him that got up and walked off. I closed my eyes and played with the edge of the notebook using the tips of my fingers. When i opened my eyes Dan was sitting next to me with a notebook in his hands too.

His was completely different to mine. It was titanium white with a black silhouette of a wolf howling up to the moon.

"In this book is all the song lyrics that I have come up with, although they have the meanings to every single song. No one knows the true meanings for example, I tell everyone the obvious meaning like Pompeii is about the hot ash falling on top of people but i want you to know." Dan smiled.

I felt the weight of living rest upon my shoulders. What happens if Dan doesn't want me to know and now I’ve made it so he has to show me... that's not fair. I was drifting off deep into consideration.

"Lola" Dan said lifting up my face with the palms of his hand. "You can trust me here and I know that you can keep the secrets i tell you." Dan whispered into my face.

"I promise with all my heart that i won't share or judge you" I said kissing this stubbed cheek slowly. "Should we do a section of the book every so often so we don't rush into it?" I asked.

"Sounds perfect." Dan replied kissing my other cheek.

Dan's P.O.V

I felt i wanted to share mine first. Lola deserved to know and i was happy to share it with someone. 

I handed her the book and she turned her head towards me. "Should we start?" Lola asked.

I nodded and explained, "What I use to do was turn to a random page and just write. The book isn't complete and normally when ideas pop up I will write them down. So there are parts that have gaps in because i can't think what to fill it with." I justified.

Lola's P.O.V

I smiled at Dan and flicked my fingers to a random page in the book. His writing was quite scribbled but it made the book look artier and matched his personality (and his hair.).

I looked at the title. Pompeii was written in bold italics. "Was this the song you sang on Friday?" I asked Dan.

"Yes." He smiled over the fact I remembered.

One half of the book was the lyrics of the song the other half was the definition.

Before i even managed to read the definition I knew what it was about from the date. 12.04.2000 (8 years ago.)

I skimmed my eyes over the lyrics to remember them a bit more and then i began to study his definition which wrote:

This is Pompeii. I'm writing this song because I've been left to look after myself for a whole two weeks whilst my parents have gone away somewhere. They haven't told me where but they made that 'somewhere' clear that i wasn't allowed to know. I believe I’ve made this song just because I’m bored. It’s the second day that they have left and I'm still sat in the same position in my bed looking out of my window.

I've noticed so much more that lie upon the streets of London. Firstly there is this one girl. She is maybe my age (if not then 13) but she looks like she has gotten herself into a lot of trouble. I probably being too much of an optimist about this but something is not right. She walks past my house normally without any shoes on and just in a thin dress but it’s as if she knows exactly where she is going. This daily ritual of hers is repeated twice a day. Walking in exactly the same way along the same footsteps it’s as though she is a ghost or is dead and has come back alive....

Dan's P.O.V

Lola looked up at me. "I know that girl don't I?" she stuttered her words towards me.

"I believe you do!" I said joining my eyes with hers.

Lola shut the book carefully and a tear fell down her cheek. There was nothing needed to be said.

Lola gave me hers and i turned open the book. Written across the fist page in thick red writing was: 

 I have written you down

Now you will live forever. 

My heart stopped.

"Lola" I cried. "Is this your blood?" I muttered.