Solos from FOUR

5. Girl Almighty

 

“Her light is as loud as as many ambulances

As it takes to save a saviour

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa”

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“Let’s pray we stay young

And stay made of lighting”

It has been a couple of days since my cofession of love to Freya. In retrospect, I understand that maybe I should have waited. It is a lot to get dumped on you and she looked so confused. It’s not that I’ve changed my mind, in fact I’ve only become even more sure of the fact that I love her and have for a very long time.

She’s avioding me. She’s going around doing her job but she has a more formal attitude and never stops to chat to me like we used to. I’m afraid that I’ll lose her.

We’re just finishing up a concert and the boys feel ready to go out and party. To be honest, I feel tired and still a bit out of due to the situation between Freya and I. Still, I decide that I should go with the boys. I’ve been moping around for long enough and it might keep me preoccupied with something else than thoughts of Freya. If only we hadn’t written that many love songs. I now find a way to relate every single one to her.

The club scene isn’t really me but I have a fun time drinking with the boys and it feels good to relax and forget about my worries, even just for a brief moment. Only, I didn’t count on the source of my worries to walk into the club. She’s never joined us before late at night before.

I feel like someone is watching me, so I turn around and there she is standing in all her greatness. She’s wearing a black dress that shorter and more lowcut than I’ve ever seen her wear. She looks beyond sexy.

Other lads are noticing too. I see their lustful stares and immediately want to rush to her side and drag her out of here. She’s not an object to be stared at. Of course the boys notice too.

“Damn, Freya cleans up nice,” one of them says. I don’t understand what he means, she’s always beautiful.

Another of them grab my shoulder and whisper to me; “Her light is a loud as as many ambulances as it takes to save a savior. She’ll be your salvation. Go on. Before someone else does.”

She is already being approached by other guys. I can read their expressions and Freya isn’t that kind of girl. She’s the kind that you get down on one knee for. She’s almighty.

“Freya,” I call and her head snap in my direction. She pushes past her group of admirers and sling her arms around my neck. Instantly I feel as if electricity is flowing through my body. I wrap my arms around her waist.

“Oh, whoa, you look as if you’re too sexy to be out in public,” I whisper in her ear.

She leans in closer, her mouth hot on my ear. “Whoa, whoa, yourself mister. Dance with me?”

I don’t object. I’m so happy that she’s talking to me again.

Surely, I can’t be the only one who feels that something is happening between us. She smiles at me so charmingly and endearing. My body feel ignited next to her. I can’t take my eyes of her.

“I’m sorry, I ran off,” she says quietly. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

Her expression is killing me. All I want to do is wrap her up in my arms and kiss those full lips until we forget about the world.

“It’s scary,” she confesses. “Aren’t we too old for young love?”

I shake my head at her adorableness and take her hands in mine.

“No. Let’s pray we stay young. I never want to grow up,” I confide in her.

I would give anything for us to stay young and stay made of lighting. It feels so wonderful to feel the electric current that sums through my body when she touches me.