Glowing x - A The Script Fan Fiction

Glowing x - Chapter 5 - New found love?

Rori PoV

I watch the first half of the show captivated by the amazing sound of Danny’s sweet, sweet voice. It could almost lull me to sleep but I’m completely buzzing so there no way I could drift off to the land of nod.

I have a better view of the band than anyone else in the theatre. It’s amazing how much I can see from the comfy armchair that has been placed into the wings for me.

I’m wearing a The Script signed t-shirt and a pair of jeans leant to me by the lighting mans daughter, because all my clothes are soaked. The jeans are a bit big for me but are super comfy so I can’t complain. Danny said I could keep the t-shirt if I wanted and of course I jumped at the chance! I’d keep a used tissue if it had their signatures on it! Danny insisted I kept the tartan blanket from earlier wrapped around me. He’s so cute when he’s worrid.

All the theatre crew and the band have been really nice to me. I feel like I belong for the first time in years and that people are actually enjoying my company. Only one person is acting frostily towards me and that’s the bands publicist Amy. She refused to talk to me and keeps glaring at me. I think she’s jealous that Danny’s giving me all the attention. Although I can’t see why I’m a threat, she’s stunning!

The band starts to play For the First Time and I start to sing along with Danny. I love this song SO much! It’s just beautiful!

‘She’s all laid up in bed with a broken heart,

While I’m drinking Jack all alone in my local bar,

And we don’t know how,

How we got into this mad situation,

Only doing things outta frustration,

Trying to make it work, but, man, these times are hard...’

By end of it I have tears in my eyes. To hear Danny sing that song while being in his presence has to be the best experience of my life so far. My life is truly complete, if I was to die now I’d be fully satisfied. Who knew a life time of pain could be made up for in just four minutes?

The applaud goes on forever and during that time Danny turns and gives me that amazing smile of his. I return his smile and give him thumbs up, which makes him smile even more. He has such a beautiful smile. My eyes zoom in on his lips, they look so plump and soft. I can’t help wondering what it would be like to kiss them....RORI! Behave! I mentally scold myself for thinking such thoughts but still I can’t help it. It’s his fault for having such lovely lips!

Finally the applaud drifts away and he breaks my gaze turning to the crowd in front of him. I look on as he dethatches the microphone from the stand and walks to the front of the stage. Did I mention he has a great arse? No? Oh well now you know.

“Thank you! I hope you enjoyed our first set as much as I enjoyed singing it to you.” Lots of people shouted yes which made me smile. Although Danny didn’t react, it was like he couldn’t hear them. He must be on an emotional high. “But I’m afraid I can’t be as happy as I wanted to be tonight.” A big aww goes through the audience but I don’t share it with them. I’m horror stricken, he can’t be doing what I think he’s doing. I would die!

“Don’t pity me, that’s not what I want. You see I was in my dressing room this evening when I heard a sound. It was like a puppy crying scared and alone.” I automatically tense. I want to scream for him to stop, they don’t need to know this. They don’t want to know this. He has to stop!

Glen looks over at me and obviously see’s my distress. He looks torn, like he can’t decide what to do. I mouth to him to stop Danny but it’s to late as he has started speaking again.

“So I opened the back door and there she was. This teenage girl, scared and alone and frightened. So I brought her in and she told me her story. It broke my heart it really did. She had spent months trying to save money to come to this show, to watch us. And some little thief stole her ticket! Some little vagabond took away her dream. He took her purse to and she was left with no way to get home. If you are that boy, I beg you to hand yourself in.” He didn’t just say that! Oh no! He can’t have. I hang me head in shame. Oh Danny what have you done!

There’s a clatter from the stage and Danny drops the mic and storms of, he walks past me in a trance. His face is red and angry. He looks severely pissed off. All I want to do is hug him but I’m stiff as stone and can’t move a muscle. I just sit there opening and closing my mouth like a goldfish. I’m vaguely aware of movement on the stage and the sound of Marks voice talking to the audience.

Glen runs over to me, worry in his eyes. “I’m so sorry Rori, there was nothing I could do, when Danny gets like that it’s best leave him.” I start to cry and he wraps me in a hug. He whispers kind words into my hair and tells me it’s all gonna be ok, but it’s not. He had no right to tell them, absolutely none!

Mark joins us back stage and he too hugs me. After telling me it’s going to be ok for the fifty millionth time, they walk away leaving me by myself while they have ‘An adult discussion’.

I don’t know what to do, but there is no way I am sitting in this chair like the poor little thing I am. I need to move, so I stand up and start walking. I don’t know where I am going to go so just wonder about the corridors, the tears are still streaming down my face and every once in a while I let out a squeaky sob. As I’m wondering I see his dressing room. I hate to admit since I’m still mad at him but I need him.

Whenever I’m sad or lonely I go to my room and lock myself away listening to his songs for hours on end. I need him. And I think that this time he needs me too.

I build up my courage and walk towards the door. From inside I can hear Danny screaming and shouting. A cold shiver runs down my spine and I want to turn back. But I can’t, he needs me.

Hesitantly I lift my hand and knock on the door. I hear him grunt and think it will be his only response so lift my hand to knock again. Just before my knuckles come in contact with the wood I hear a loud; “What!” The amount of venom in his voice makes me flinch. I caused this, it was me.

“Danny it’s me. Rori. Let me in, please.” I plead with him.

The door remains shut and I feel like he’s slipping away from me. I won’t let him do that, he can’t leave me not know. Not know I’ve finally met him.

“Danny?” I say again, but this time with more courage. “Please!”

I hear him grunt in what sounds like defeat. For a couple of seconds the world seems to stop as there is perfect silence. I stop breathing in anticipation, hoping he will open the door and let me in. Sure enough the handle starts to rattle and the door is flung open revealing a very depressed looking Danny.

His normally pearly white complexion is bright red and he has tear pouring down his chiselled face. He is shaking from head to toe. To see your hero and reason for living break down in tears in front of your very eyes is so very hard to watch. You want to run from the room in hope you will wake up and it was all a horrid dream. But there are some dreams you cannot wake from.

“Oh Danny!” I sob and grab hold of him sobbing into his shoulder. To start with he is as stiff as a rake but he starts to melt into my embrace. We just stand for ages wailing like toddlers who were told to put the toy back on the shelf.

“I’m so sorry Rori.” He murmurs into my shoulder, “I’m so sorry. I was just so angry! He had no right to do that to someone, someone so amazing. I know I’ve just met you but I promise never to hurt you. Rori Lane, you are amazing. And if anyone ever hurts you again they have me to deal with.” He kissed the top of my head oh so tenderly and I bury my face deeper into him sniffing his scent.

“Thank you” I whisper, “For everything.”