Don't you break my heart...

Don't you break my heart (Chp.5)

James POV

"Okay." she said.

"Okay? Well that was easy." I said moving out of the way. I thought I was going to have to be persistent but she agreed. I knew nobody could resist my charm, and her friend said she was going to resist. Wow, was she wrong. She climbed into her red mustang and blasted her radio on. She started driving and she... threw the flowers and tickets on the ground!!! Did she have any idea on how hard it was to get those tickets? They had already been sold out, and I had to pull so many strings. I picked up the flowers and the tickets and walked to my car. I got in and started to drive back home.

I walked inside my house and saw that my mom was siting down talking on the phone.

"Hey mom." I said climbing up the stairs

"He will not perform if he doesn't... oh hello sweetie." she said. My mom had gone full-time on my career and at times it felt as if she were only my manager and not my mom. I threw the roses in the trashcan and placed the tickets on my nightstand. I grabbed my guitar and started practicing.

I glanced at the clock and it read: 5:38. I had been rehearsing for about 2 hours. When I was playing I got so lost in the music, that I happened to lose track of time. I loved music, I vented my frustrations, my feelings, everything that was going on in my life. I used to write my songs about it before I got discovered but then the record company decided to change my sound into something that the audience would enjoy. That is one of things that caught my attention about Alexis, she also got lost in a song, she hadn't noticed when I walk in, she was like in another world: a world of a wonderful melody. Her voice caught my attention, it was strong and beautiful, and the song she had chosen to sing showed it. When I found her book with her musical compositions, I was shocked to see her music. The lyrics she had written had meaning and wasn't like the songs I HAD to sing, which I loathed so much. They were like what I used to write. She shared the same interest I did in music, and she didn't care what or who I was, she treated me like a regular human being, and the way she talked back to me and all the things she did, and how she seemed to hate me without a reason, just for some peculiar reason made me feel more attracted to her. She wasn't like other girls who all they did was giggle and act dumb in front of guys, or agree with everything they said, she had her own mind and a wild one, and she expressed herself. She was really something. I wanted her to at least notice me, and knowing myself I would stop until I got what I wanted.

Alexis POV

I stationed my car in the parking lot and walked inside the Starbucks in which I worked at. I put my long mane of brown hair in a ponytail and placed on my green apron. Everything was going smoothly until HE walked in.