I'll be there for you

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I knock on Zach's door and it takes him a moment to open, and when he does, he opens it slowly.

"Hey uh, you wanna come talk on my bed? It's a little lighter out here and Abby's gone." I talk slow because I feel like he needs me too.

He nods and we walk to my bed. I curl myself up against the wall and he sits right beside me.

"So I think I like someone." Wow. In all my years of knowing him he's never ever talked about liking someone.
"Wow man. I hope that's good? Do I get to know their name or do you need any help or what's up?"
"I think I wanna keep it to myself right now but that's what's been in my mind. I just don't really know how to tell them." He leans his head on my shoulder and I put my arm around his.
"Well you're not forced to tell me who she is. I hope you'll be able to tell me one day though." He sighs almost sarcastically.

We sit there for a little bit. It's very calming. These are one of those moments that I know I'll cherish forever.

After awhile he lifts his head off my shoulder.

"Wanna dance?" I smile at the thought. I feel like it's been ages since we've danced. He's been so busy with art school and his part time job at the museum and I've been busy with my auditions and gigs that we haven't really had time to ourselves without Abby. She's great and all but it is really nice to be with my best friend for a portion of the day.

He puts on the song without me cover by wind walkers and we basically just start jamming out.

After the song ends a nice slowish/soft song comes on. Human by Dodie Clark. I'm 100% without a doubt in love with her voice.

I smile and put my arms around his neck. We've been doing this for years even as basically adults but it's not weird. It's just something we do together.

He puts his hands on my hips and we just sway back and forth. He closes his eyes and tilts his forehead on mine. He's a bit taller than me so I have to lean up a bit.

I close my eyes too.

He's a really sweet boy. Even if he's closed of and kind of pissed at most people, he's really sweet with me. That's why he's my best friend. He can be who he truly is around me and I can do the same with him. We've been friends for so long that I really can't imagine my life any other way. We've probably done everything every teenager does growing up and now we're living together with my girlfriend and he's achieving his goal of art school. He's really good and I feel lucky to even have seen a few pieces let alone all of them. I hope the world see's what I do.

Without realizing the song stops and movies onto Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls. It's one of our favourites. We don't move but I start smiling like crazy. I breathe heavily, as does he.

"And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

And sooner or later it's over

I just don't wanna miss you tonight."

He just sighs. I don't know what he's feeling right now but it isn't good. He's been in a mood lately and I really want to help I just don't know whats going through his head so I can't really say the right things.

"You know I'm here for you dude." I whisper.

"I do. I'll talk soon I promise." He hugs me tightly, then pulls away. He smiles and quickly shuffles back to his room and closes the door.

I feel so bad I can't help him.

Maybe I'll bake him something. I know he really loves cake so I guess thats what I'll do. I head over to my bed and pull out the keyboard from underneath it then head to our kitchen. I put the keyboard o the small island and turn it on. Then I preheat the oven, and start gathering ingredients.

What kind of cake shall I make?

I pull up Pinterest to see if there's any good ideas and sure enough there's this salted caramel chocolate cake and it sounds absolutely delightful. I put all the dry ingredients into a bowl and just start following the recipe.

Well I finish it off I slam down some chords on my piano. I always write the music before I add lyrics and baking is a great way to feel inspired well writing songs.

I put a few more chords together and start writing them down in my book of music. It's got a bunch of doodles and lyrics and chords and songs. Very organized for a singer am I right?

These cords sound lovely together. This songs gonna be pretty soft.

I put the cake in the over and keep working on the chords.

Half way through the song I can't think of anything else so I write it all down and turn off my keyboard. I head over to my bed and place it under there gently and I put my book there too.

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