Crazy Love (On-Edit)

Chapter 67: The Perfect Christmas Song.

Charlie's POV

"You guys should sing together." Logan said happily, which made me shout.

"WHAT?!"

It's weird that me and Alyanna shout that in unison.

"It's a great idea, right?" Logan said.

What is he talking about?

"I said 'a good one' not 'a crazy one'" I said sarcastically.

Alyanna slapped my shoulder as I touched it.

"Ow!" I stared at her.

"This is a bad idea, babe." Alyanna said as I nodded.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but I agree with her."

"You guys are both killjoys." Logan looked sad.

"Aw, baby."

"Don't say that. It's creepy." I looked at Alyanna.

"Shut up because you know nothing about love." She seriously said.

She has no idea.

"Does she even sing?" I asked Logan.

"She told me once that she can sing alittle."

"Alittle can lead into a disaster!" I yelled at him as I touch both of his shoulders.

"Don't be overacting!" Alyanna said as she crossed her arms.

"Yeah? Easy for you, maybe you sing like rubbish." I snapped.

"Maybe you sing like a freaking toad!" She said angrily.

"GUYS!" Logan yelled.

We looked at him.

"I think this is the only way.." He added.

"Logan Wilson and Charlie Liverwood are next to perform." The girl with the bullhorn said.

Maybe she's the stage manager.

"Go!" Logan said as he pushes me and Alyanna to the backyard.

As we got there, I saw the crowd.

"Oh no." I mumbled.

"Don't fight, alright?" I saw Logan walked away.

"Are you scared?" Alyanna asked.

"Maybe. Let's go."

I pulled her arm to the backstage.

A guy came to me and gave me a guitar.

"Why did you brought a girl in here?" The guy ask as he looked at Alyanna.

"There's some slight changes." I said as he gave Alyanna a guitar.

But it wasn't an ordinary guitar.

"Electric guitar?! I don't know how to play this!" She looked at it as she wear it around her shoulder.

"Well, can you read music?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah. But--"

I cut her off. "Then that's good. I think there's some music sheets in the stand. Just follow it. Remember, sing the 2nd verse and bridge."

"Please Welcome, Charlie Liverwood and-- Oops! There's a slight change, folks. So please welcome, Charlie Liverwood and Alyanna Lightning!!" I saw the host gestures to his right side as we nervously went on stage.

Alyanna's POV

I can do this. I can do this. I kept repeating it in my head as we walked on stage.