"Oh please," I chortled "You couldn't sing if it was the last thing you did." He smirked "Are you sure?" He grabbed my hand and forcefully pushed me into his car "What the hell, Luke?" I said angrily. He rolled his eyes "Put on your seat belt, I want to show you something." He had a serious look on his face and I decided it would be best to just shut up and enjoy the ride. A smile crossed his face "Here we are!" I looked at a run down building "This is...?" He casually said "It's my studio..." My eyes widened "Damn you do sing!" He looked at me and smirked "Yep, want to hear?" I nodded and we headed into the building. After 30 minutes if hearing him singing his many different song I suggested a wild idea "Wanna do a duet?" He looked at me oddly "You sing?" I smiled as he repeated what I said earlier "Not really, but I like to." We started writing a song, at first it was completely odd and full of stupid garbage but then we started actually shaping it. "Were done!" I said enthusiastically "Finally." He said seeming tired. I smiled at his reaction "Want to sing it?" He nodded and played music. We sung it and sung it till it was perfected. Honestly it sounded pretty good. I remembered the thing I said earlier "Sorry for earlier when I said you couldn't sing." I looked away from him, "I was wrong... And you can sing pretty good." He smirked and handed me a note then said "see you later." I read the note and it read meet me here on Saturday at 5 I crumpled the note and shoved it in my pocked and smiled. 1 year later...
I love you he said I love you to. Every time we met we sung, singing was our thing. We made hundreds of songs but the best was the one we first made. When I called him the next day he wouldn't answer and I sighed. He hasn't picked up for 3 hours. Goodness I'm obsessed. He texted me one thing though "I'll be back soon going on a trip." Its been 2 years since he texted me that. I've almost forgotten about him but every once in a while I sing the first song we made. I cried occasionally and I was pretty sad and depressed. I thought he died or something until I heard a new singer was going to play here. His name was luke I decided to go and see his concert. I was at his concert and the first song he sung was one of his own songs the day we met. After about 5 other new songs he said " Now I'm going to sing the best song I ever wrote but its a duet and I'll only be singing my parts." He started singing OUR song. Tears started running down my eyes and I found myself walking toward the stage the guards tried stopping me but I continued on and I walked up the steps to the stage I ran over to luke and grabbed the micro phone "With you..." His face brighter and the sight of me. "Elise.." He smirked "I missed you"
The end ty for reading pece k bye
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