Love Listening

Chapter One: Long Night

"Can I hear you scream, guys!" I shouted into the microphone, while my eyes wondered round the dark stadium, fireflies of light peak out of the blackness.

The stadium erupted into loud screams echoing off the walls that caved in on us. Flashes swept across the audience as they screamed,  their voices high and excited as they jumped around.

I smiled at the sight, taking in each moment, each sound, each second. My breath was gaspy and my voice was slightly hosed, but I wasn't done. Not like this.

I was supposed to finish fifteen minutes ago but I hated seeing the disappointment flood their faces when I left...a meek atmosphere spreading across the room.

"Right, this is my last song for you guys. So I want you to make some noise, I wanted the hole city to hear us!" I shouted loud out to their smiling faces.

They scream back at me, their voices muffled by the growing beat behind me.

Nodding my head to the guitarist,  he started strumming, starting out soft. I clapped my hands along with the crowd, waiting for the drums to pick up the beat.

"Okay, Wembley! Are you ready?" I asked, shouting loudly into the microphone as I shook my long muddy brown hair out past my shoulders, flattening my perfectly fitting red sparkling top, pulling loosely at the bottom over my dark blue denim jean. I clicked my red flats together, like Dorothy in her red slippers.

They all cheared back to me, their feet stomping to the quiey beat. They clapped along with me, while others flashed camera's.

"This is out final song for you guys tonight. We hope you enjoyed yourself and can't wait to see you again! This is Heart Tooper!" I shouted, stepping back into the shadows as the drum quicked in louder, its sound rumbling around the room.

The room fell dark as all the light turned off, the only light coming from the crowd and their camera. The guitar stopped as the drums kicked in louder,  its beat flooding the room. I could see the light shimmer of the drums behind me as I looked back, upwards towards its slightly raised stage. A pale light shone of it as the sticks collided with the material, a smooth vibration running through my body.

The crowd cheered louder, their screams deafening me, as the firsy lines near.

This is what I loved about the song, the voice, the music.  I loved the excitment which came with it, the screaming fans exploding around me. I loved the atmosphere, the smell of friction from the guitars.  I loved the colours, different flashes in the dark room, beautiful.  I loved the fans, chanting my name over and over.

I loved every part of the life I was now living...every sung syllable from my mouth.

"Carly! Carly! Carly!" They screamed, voices dry and heavy from screaming all night.

Smiling to myself, I grasped the microohone, tight in my hand, smirking over at the guitarist with a nod of my head. He winked at me before becoming lost in the song.

Bringig the microphone to my lips, I silently sucked I a breath, closing my eyes ready to let my voice go, get lost in the music.

"Oooooooooooooh!" I sung, my voice rising up a tone at the end, my body curving into myself as I bent slightky towards the floor, letting the emotions and lyrics flow through me.

I pulled at the lysic, stretching it far with the littke breath I had, rising slowky towards the end, throwing my head back as I raised me hands outwards,  holding the crowd.

"And baby, you're all the I want" I sung, taking a small step till I was at the edge of the light spotlight.

The guitar picked up, its speed increasing. The guitarist rocked his head slowly, his eyes closed as he surrendered himself to the song.

"You're a thief to me, holding me" I sang, a small smile spreading across me rose red cheeks, "And baby, you're all that I need. You're the light inside of me"

Pullin my hair from my face, I sung "And baby, you're all that I love. You're a Heart Trooper to me."

I stepped into the light as the drummer bashed the drums, vibrating through the stadium. Lights zapped out in lazers and the electric guitar filled the room.

Singing there, I lost myself. I lost my pain,  my worrys, my problems. I lost yesterday, I lost tomorrow, I lost the future. I was in the moment. I was in the song. I lost my existance, my life, myself. I lost me. I was a slave to the song.