Part 7

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After getting backstage you rush to put your instrument away and carry it on your back.
(It has backpack straps) You run out from backstage into the crowd of people leaving the concert hall. "Tom! Tom!" You yell over the crowd of people. You look for a while until eventually you find him sitting on a bench outside. You sit next to him. You both sit in silence for a few minutes. "Why did you lie to me (Y/N)?" Tom says. "I was worried you wouldn't want to hang out with a highschool girl." "How old are you (Y/N)? I have to know." Tom says sadly staring at the ground.
"I'm 18." You say quietly. "Oh (Y/N), I'm 25." Tom says holding his face in his hands. "I...im sorry." You say your voice breaking. You start crying. "I'm sorry Tom I just really like you and I don't want to be too young for you." Tom scoots closer to you and puts his arm around you. "Please don't cry (Y/N). I really like you and I know that if we want to be together we will have to wait until you graduate at least." "Tom can we spend a little time together? We need to talk about this." You say. "What about your band and your Saxophone?" "Hold on I can give it to one of my friends." You say pulling out your phone.
You move to text Kaleb but you realize he is still mad at you and would probably not want to see you with Tom especially since he's a lot older than you. You decide to text Ashla instead. You tell her where you are and what you need her for. She walks over to you a few minutes later. "(Y/N) why do you need me to take your Saxophone? We are about to leave on the bus." "I know Ashla but I have a way to get back if the bus leaves before I'm ready.. I have to sort some things out ok? "Alright I can do that." She says as she puts your sax on her back and picks up her own.
"I'll see you later." Ashla says waving as she walks away. "Alright where do you want to go? We still need to talk." Tom says. "Let's just walk around the building a bit." "Alright." Tom says. You both start walking. "(Y/N) last night when you fell asleep on me, I said something accidentally." "What was it?" You ask. "I said that the stars were really pretty last night...but not as pretty as you." "Oh.... well.. Thank you." You say blushing. "You're welcome." Tom says. "(Y/N) I could tell that you liked me even before you told me and I'm sure you knew I felt the same but of we are gonna be together we will have to wait."
"I know... I will graduate in a couple months and in the fall I'll be moving up here to go to college." "Alright we will wait until then." Tom says. "Can we at least hang out until I leave?" You say. "I suppose so but don't keep skipping out on your band things for me. Alright?" "Alright." You say. "I'm worried about what everyone will think. I mean we haven't known each other that long and your 7 years older than me." You say. "Well.. we.. uhmm.. we dont have to be together if your worried about that (Y/N)." Tom says sadly. "No I don't want that I'm just scared." "Me too." "Maybe we shouldn't hang out yet I don't want to get you in trouble." You say. "After all I just turned 18 and you've been an adult for a while." You say.
"We can wait to hang out if you want." Tom says. "I'm sorry.. I really want to be with you.." You say. "But.. right now I just can't I'm sorry." "No (Y/N) don't apologize for that it makes total sense and we can wait." Tom says taking both of your hands and staring into your eyes. "I.. u.." You stutter blushing furiously. Suddenly Tom kisses you. You kiss him back not thinking. He holds you close and you lean into his touch. You pull apart. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that I know we can't do this yet.. i.. im just so in love with you." Tom says blushing. "Its ok me too.... but we have to say bye now." Tears start forming in your eyes.
You see that Tom is crying too. You hug him and he holds you. You pull apart after a few seconds. "Goodbye Tom." You say tears quickly streaming down your face. "Goodbye (Y/N)." Tom says. You turn and walk towards the bus. You turn and look back at him he waves and you get on the bus. You sit beside Kaleb. "Woah (Y/N) are you okay." Kaleb says. "I don't want to talk about it, Kaleb." You say. You put your headphones in and sad music starts playing as the bus pulls away you stare out the window as you pass by Tom.

















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