Her blue eyes shined with excitement like two gleaming sapphires. They were focused on the stage, dave in particular.
She was mesmerized as he belted out the words to the song she identified as "I'll stick around." It had been one of her favorite tracks off of Foo Fighters. She was perched on her stool, tapping her fingers to the beat along the bar.
Every so often, her eyes met his. Even though she was so far from the stage, Dave still found himself mesmerized by her eyes, blue and wondrous like two gleaming sapphires.
And she felt the same, the hairs on the back of her neck prickling up as she found herself lost in his earthy, warm toned irises.
Everything felt so simple, so juvenile in that dodgy Los Angeles bar. For the slightest moment, all the troubles and tragedies that infected Julia and Dave's lives like a plague had simply diminished into thin air. They felt like two young twenty somethings again, not a care in the world. No responsibilities, no broken hearts to mend, no messes to come home to.
It felt like the early days, the days where words of love were the first to fall past their lips in the mornings, and the last at night, rather than ones of sadness, and anger, the days when Julia would hold him with all the force and love she could muster when he'd go away on tour.
The days before love was lost.
Those days were so contrary to the ones they faced in the present.
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By the end of the set, the entire band was panting, skin laminated in a shallow pool of sweat. The played with passion, while not taking themselves too seriously.
Julia sat in the back, remaining stunned by the electricity of the show they had just put on. She knew Dave was immensely gifted, but what he had just done, was something much deeper.
She saw a gleam of hope in his once hopeless honey eyes. The anguish and pain he had buried deep within him over the months had been manifesting into something much greater, into a bright, burning star of passion.
His soft voice, harshly loud from the mic, snapped her out of her trance.
"Thanks for coming out tonight," he said, grinning wide, his pearly teeth on full display. The crowd whistled and clapped, making Dave laugh.
Julia simply smiled, perching her chin on the heel of her hand.
If she couldn't dig herself out of the hole she was in, she was glad he could at least.
