A million miles - is what it all takes.
She would do it to earn some little money; he would do it to chase his dreams to be on stage. She does it for her family; and, he does it to win her heart.
But is the boy who is literally every girls' dream wi...
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Anaeya watched as he sang. It was very mesmerizing. Christopher was really good at memorizing the lyrics and the expression on his face showed that he was really into the song. His voice was just beautiful.
He opened his eyes as the song slowly came to an end. The producer popped a thumbs up, signalling that it was over. The boy quirked a smile upon realising her presence.
Anaeya smiled back, gesturing him to follow her. He nodded.
It was one of his genuine ones after some miserable days. Christopher was back to normal. Again. His mood changes was like a tide. Sometimes, it was high while other times, no one could stand being in the same space as him. Except Erick and herself.
Erick was always there, pulling him back to shore when Christopher drifted too far. He was there helping his friend using his forte. His jokes and pranks.
Out of the sudden, Anaeya stopped in her tracks when she spotted something shining by the door frame. Christopher greeted her with a kiss on the forehead and went ahead before she had the chance to warn him.
Christopher grunted, struggling as laughter boomed from the studio. He glared at Erick whom had doubled over with Richard. Apparently, Joel was recording the entire scene, hiding his smile with his hand. Zabdiel made a peace sign at Christopher and pointed at Erick.
Anaeya shook her head and helped Christopher remove the tape. She scowled at the boys, silencing them as she cautiously removed tape from his hair. Unfortunately, some brownish gold strands came off with it.
Once she was done, she pulled Christopher put from the studio and into the artist's lounge.
"I have something that I want to tell you," she said, kissing him on the cheek. "Close your eyes." He complied. Anaeya pulled the envelope from her back pocket, opening it to get the card in it.
He scoffed, and joked, "I'll kiss you if you give me a lollipop. I'll kill Erick if you pull a prank on me." She giggled. "But if you're going to give me a burrito, I'll marry you right away." At this, she stopped and bit her lip. Even when he was joking, he was saying it in a serious manner.
"Your hands," she stuttered. He put them out, his fingers closing and opening as she placed the envelope in his grasp. "You can open them now."
"What is this?" he questioned. She hummed, gesturing him to read it. "Greetings, Mr. Christopher Velez. You are cordially invited to th-" he trailed off, his eyes wide. He glanced at her. "Your first show! I'm invited to your first show?!"
She nodded, reassuring him. "I made sure that the boys and Clara got invited too."
Christopher lifted her to kiss her on the lips. He frowned when she pulled away, a soft smile on her face. "Que es, mi amor?"
"Are you free tonight?" she questioned.
"Por que?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did Charlotte call you in? I can dri-"
